You never miss a thing.
Nothing escapes you, nothing passes you by. You’ve got eagle eyes (probably in the back of your head), and you know what’s going on at all times––except, as in the new book “Games Women Play” by Zaire Crown, when you don’t.
It wasn’t what Tuesday Knight knew—it was definitely who.
As the controlling owner of Detroit’s Bounce House strip club, she knew who had her back: her best friend, Tushie, for sure. Her bouncer, DelRay, for sure, and probably her bartender, Ebony. But as for her team—Brianna, Baby Doll, and Jaye—well, that was to be determined. Knight was the Boss Lady of the Bounce, and she was the ringleader of a talented little group of thieves. They were dancers and gunwomen, and she could only hope to trust them.
She certainly couldn’t trust the man who fed her information on whom to rob. Lieutenant Kyle Dresden was as dirty as cops come, and he was freaky, too. Knight couldn’t stand the thought of his hands on her body, but he held too much power over her. She couldn’t avoid it, and she couldn’t wait to get away from him.
And then he handed her the biggest job ever.
Nobody had seen Sebastian Caine in years. Rumor was that he was in prison, that he’d made a deal with the Devil, went underground, or that he was dead. Nobody knew what was true and what wasn’t—except the Feds, who swore they were onto Caine. Dresden wanted Knight and her gang to take his millions before the Feds could get it.
That would be easier said than done. Caine would be suspicious of everything. Getting close to him would take finesse—and Knight had plenty of that.
But the mark Dresden showed her didn’t act like a murderous madman. Marcus King was just a normal guy with a child and a rich father. He was no crime boss, he was no player. He wasn’t exactly honest, however—but then, neither was Knight…
Without a doubt, “Games Women Play” is nothing like I expected.
Judging by the first few pages, I assumed it was another tiresome semi-erotic street lit novel that never goes anywhere but a bedroom. Ho-hum.
Ho, wrong!
Yes, I found erotica in this book, nudity, and plenty of profanity, but then Crown totally astonished me with an action-thriller that had my imagination racing as fast as my pulse. As the violence ramped up, the bodies piled up, and the blood was cleaned up, I couldn’t put this book down. I kept yelping with surprise again and again; just when I thought I had things all figured out, Crown moved the plot to a whole new level and I love novels like that. I loved this one.
(“Games Women Play” by Zaire Crown, c.2015, Kensington Dafina, $9.95/$10.95, Canada, 352 pages.)
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