The sexy new suspense novel from #1 New York Times bestselling author Julie Garwood.
Allison Trent doesn’t look like a computer hacker. In fact, when she’s not studying towards her degree she’s working as a successful fashion model. But behind her beautiful face is a brilliant mind for computers and an unparalleled skill for unlocking hidden information. As long as she doesn’t get caught.
Hotshot FBI agent Liam Scott has a problem: a leak deep within his own department. He needs the skills of a top-notch hacker to work on a highly sensitive project: to secretly break into the FBI systems and find out who the traitor is. But he can’t use one of his own.
Finding Allison seems like the answer Liam has been searching for – especially given the electric attraction that charges between them. But Liam doesn’t know that Allison is hiding secrets of her own. And that their search to uncover the truth might come at the ultimate price . . .
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July 3, 2017
Michael Joseph (AU Adult)
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A five-minute clip on the evening news turned Allison Trent into a full‑blown criminal. She had wiggled across the line many times before, but she’d never done anything so bold or blatant. Within a couple of years she had accumulated more than eighty million dollars. On paper that would have made her a titan. In reality she was as poor as a church mouse.
The motivation to commit the first crime came to Allison quite unexpectedly as she was sitting on an overstuffed sofa in a coffee shop close to the Boston College campus. She was working on a class project that was due the next day and was so completely focused on the computer sitting on her lap that she was oblivious of the activity around her, not even hearing the news broadcast coming from the television that was suspended from the wall opposite her—that is, until the words “terrible injustice” broke through her concentration and drew her eyes up to the screen. The young male reporter seemed genuinely sympathetic as he read his story from the teleprompter. The subject was a local nursing home called Sunset Gardens, one of twenty homes for the elderly located across the East Coast owned and operated by a corporation out of Philadelphia. The corporate home offices, he explained, kept a database with vital information pertaining to every single one of their clients. They were vigilant in protecting privacy, had all the bells and whistles installed to keep personal data ironclad against bugs and viruses, and had paid a hefty salary to a tech company whose only job was to monitor the system. None of that mattered, though. Their system had been hacked, and the identities of all the residents in all twenty facilities were stolen with one keystroke. And because First National was designated as the official bank for all Sunset Gardens homes and their residents, within minutes its accounts were wiped out as well.
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