My name is Diamond, but I’m far from flawless. Raised in my father’s bar, The Midnight Run, I know the criminal world better than the blue-collar one. By my teenage years, I’d learned how to shut down a bar fight, how to take a punch and remain standing, and perhaps the hardest lesson—how to transport illegal contraband without getting caught. Older now and hopefully wiser, I’m trying to change my stripes. I’m trying to be a good role model for my teenage brother. And, yes, that means I work two jobs to make ends meet—so what. I’m not afraid of hard work. Seven days a week, I bartend at my father’s bar. But weekend nights, I change into three-inch heels and a starchy white blouse to bartend at the neighboring city’s casino. Except for the uniform, it’s not so bad at the casino. At least one of the owners is smokin’ hot. Elijah’s got those sultry dark eyes—bedroom eyes Dakota calls them—and when he looks at me, I swear my blood zaps straight to my... (You get the picture.) Of course, I’m pretty sure Elijah launders dirty money through the casino—but, hey, nobody’s perfect, right? Overall, and despite the complaints of my best friend Kenny, I’m almost pulling off this straight-and-narrow thing. That is, I was almost pulling it off—until I got roped into helping some local bikers avoid a raid. Then all hell broke loose. A manic crime boss, a kidnapping, a little torture, and toss in a few Federal Agents and… Yikes. And to add to the drama pile, now I find out someone’s watching me. Stalking me. And not just from a distance—he’s been in my home. He hid cameras so he could watch me. Record me. There’s only one thing I know for sure… If I’m going to survive, I’ll need to tap into my dark side and play dirty. But if I win, what kind of person will I be when it’s over? If you enjoy books centered around strong females who are submerged into deadly plots and tempted by masculine men with ripped abs, then grab your copy now and enjoy the ride… all the way to its jaw-dropping ending.e.