The
Absolution of Aidan is Book three of The Best Selling Syndicate Series by Kathy
Coopmans releases on February 16th!
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Blurb
Aidan Hughes
I was cruel to Deidre La
Russo. Said things I should never say to a woman.
Seen things happen to her.
Things darker than the
bottle of liquor I consume.
I felt helpless.
Defeated.
The memories are more
tortuous than the act of her torture.
Then she walks back into my
life, only she’s not alone.
Deidre La Russo
I have my reasons for
leaving.
I lived through hell.
I was beaten, tortured.
Drugged.
I have secrets.
I have to tell them.
Danger brought us all
together.
Danger may rip us apart.
Excerpt
Silence met me once again
the minute Roan left. The thing about silence is it has the power to make you
think. The energy from complete muteness can slow down the mind. In this case,
it has mine reeling. I mean, what in the hell was tonight all about? The way he
sunk into his chair, one leg crossed over the other, tapping his fingers
nervously on his leg. The minute I looked away from him, he was looking at me.
I felt like he was studying my profile, searching for something.
I’ve known him for a long
time. He’s never been one to keep secrets, unless he’s asked to. If he has
something to say, he says it. Roan was off tonight. Something big is going
down, and for the life of me, I have no idea what the hell it could be. I’m a
member of this family. Been through the ritual of the ceremony, swore to put it
first. Keep my mouth shut by pledging an oath of silence. I’ve stuck my neck
out many times over the course of this past year. Running errands. Beating the
shit out of men who try to pull one over on us. I’m a bodyguard to his woman.
Even though their families have made peace with one another, not to mention the
red scum of the earth, Royal, is fucking rotting in his hole of death
somewhere, the families still have enemies. Especially Alina’s, with her dad and
his dealing with drugs.
I push away from the locked
door, the only light on in my apartment coming from the half bath in the
hallway giving me enough to make my way to my bedroom, still not understanding
why the hell the Solokov family still deals those fucked up drugs. After
everything these two families have dealt with over the past few years, you
would think people would say ‘Fuck this shit, we don’t need it anymore,’
especially the goddamn money. I’ve seen first-hand what money can turn a person
into. That shit is not for me. I’m not complaining by any means. I have one
hell of a roof over my head. Food in my belly. But fuck me, there’s some crazy
ass shit out there. I really don’t have room to talk or to judge, though. Hell,
I help steal guns when I’m not watching out for Alina.
About the Author:
Amazon Best Selling Author Kathy Coopmans, lives in Michigan with her husband Tony where they have two grown sons.
After raising her children she decided to
publish her first book and retiring from being a hairstylist.
She now writes full time.
She's a huge sports fan with her favorite
being Football and Tennis.
She's a giver and will do anything she
can to help another person succeed!
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