Winters, Irish: Zack, In the Company of Snipers Series

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By Irish Winters

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He just wants to play…

Life is perfect for Zack Lennox. He’s got it made: fast car, fast women, and the best job on the planet – until he comes face to face with a tiny girl caught up in a child-smuggling ring. The moment he decides to rescue her, his perfect life of fun and games is at risk. He’s already entered the world of the Black Dragon syndicate where evil men barter human flesh for cold hard cash.

He just doesn’t know it yet.

She’s on a mission…

Life is anything but perfect for Mei Xing, a single mother searching for her kidnapped daughter, LiLi. When law enforcement proves worthless, she takes matters into her own hands and runs headlong into the handsome Agent Lennox. He’s cocky and self-assured. She’s fiercely determined to run over anyone who gets in her way. How difficult could it be to dupe him into telling all he knows?

Mei is about to find out.

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While he walked through her neglected home, she set her teakettle to boil and placed two mugs, two spoons, and what was left of the sugar and creamer on the table. He might as well know he was not going to get his usual cup of café-mocha-latte-whatever he was used to drinking every morning. All she had to offer was plain old Folgers freeze-dried. If it was good enough for her, it was good enough for him. He could take it or leave it.

The simple sight of the sugar bowl in the middle of her table brought LiLi’s pouting face to mind. Like all kids, she loved sweets. Mei had to watch her or she’d spoon sugar on her waffles. Over the syrup. Maybe with chocolate chips. Mei’s resolve buckled. God, I can’t do this alone anymore!

“Copy that.” Agent Lennox’s voice rose strong and confident from her bedroom where he was checking for listening devices. She stared when he entered the kitchen, dumbfounded at the odd coincidence.

“I’m sorry,” she murmured. “Did you say something to me?” Did you hear me? Are you the answer to my prayers?

“Sorry. Didn’t mean to be loud. Just chatting with the boss.” The darkest chocolate eyes smiled back at her, warm and melted. Inviting. Comforting.

“I only have instant coffee,” she said to break the connection. What was she thinking? He didn’t care. Not really.

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Author Bio:


Irish Winters is an award-winning author who dabbles in poetry, grandchildren, and rarely (as in extremely rarely) the kitchen. More prone to be outdoors than in, she grew up the quintessential tomboy on a farm in rural Wisconsin, spent her teenage years in the Pacific Northwest, but calls the Wasatch Mountains of Northern Utah home. For now.

The wife of one handsome husband and the mother of three perfect sons, Irish divides her time between writing at home and travelling the country with her man while – writing. (Seriously, what else?)

She believes in making every day count for something and follows the wise admonition of her mother to, “Look out the window and see something!”

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