What if a victimized woman decided to be a silent guardian angel for other women and turn the tables on predatory men? What if she stumbled into the hunting grounds of a cocky serial killer while looking for her own private murder den? What if a confident killer met his match in the form of a jean-clad, whiskey-swigging stranger in an hour glass-shaped package-and she made him want things-things he's far too superior to want?When predator meets predator, the only question is: Is the attraction they feel to bed one another . . . or kill one another?Meg isn't expecting to catch Jack red-handed with his most recent victim. Jack isn't expecting Meg to come busting through his front door while chasing her current prey. Now that each recognizes a fellow killer, what urge will win-kiss or kill? For the last fifteen years, Ali Seay has written professionally under a pen name. Now she's running amok and writing as herself in the genre she's always loved the most. She lives in Baltimore with her family. Her greatest desire is to own a vintage Airstream and hit the road.
