Untraceable (Omega Sector)

"Untraceable" by Crouch, Janie, published by Harlequin. Omega Sector, the series that started it all from USA TODAY bestselling author Janie Crouch. ''Heat, suspense, and * yummy protective alpha males*?...What more could you want?'' These ain't your mama's Harlequins, baby. Get ready to binge! UNTRACEABLE Omega Sector agents Evan Karcz and Juliet Branson were a formidable undercover team-until a brutal attack left Juliet traumatized. But with a powerful crime boss selling military secrets, the safety of millions depends on her willingness to get back in the field. It's up to Evan to help get her there...and not fail her as he did on the mission that still haunts him. Evan's strategy is to be near Juliet night and day to practice posing as a loving couple, and help her face her fears. Soon they both realize there's a sizzling passion between them, but it's being threatened by forces they never expected. This time Evan knows he'll risk his cover-and his life-to protect her. Nominated for the Romantic Times (RT) Reviewer's Choice Award for Best Intrigue of 2015! All the OMEGA SECTOR books are stand-alone, but were published in the following order: 1. Infiltration 2. Countermeasures 3. Untraceable 4. Leverage ** Review '' TOP PICK! 4 1/2 STARS -FANTASTIC! Crouch has proven her skill, again, at penning an engaging story filled with suspense, emotion and hot passion.'' RT (Romantic Times) Book Reviews, June 2015 Issue ''The tension in the story is built up brilliantly, and the attraction and passion between Evan and Juliet is constant smoldering fire... Another home run by Crouch. Five Spoons! '' Books&Spoons Reviews From the Author Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.2015 Chapter 1 Evan Karcz woke up the same way he had almost every day forthe past year and a half: with Juliet Branson's terrified sobs echoing through his dreams. Evan didn't jump out of bed and grab his Glock as he had inthe early days. Nor did he have to rush to the bathroom before he lost thecontents of his stomach. Now he just breathed in and out slowly, calming his poundingheart, staring up at the ceiling. He threw the covers off his body in an effortto chill down, even though it was early spring and the temperatures were stillcool here in southern Maryland, near Washington, DC. Evan wiped with his armthe small amount of sweat that beaded on his forehead. He didn't lie there long. It was early, not even close to5:00 a.m., but the possibility of going back to sleep was pretty muchnonexistent. He might as well get up and start moving. He slipped on shorts andsweats and packed a gym bag with clothes for the rest of his day. He'd head in to Omega Sector Headquarters and get in aworkout before work officially started. Exercise in order to exorcise, Evanthought, and smiled grimly. Anything would be better than staying in that bigbed by himself with nothing surrounding him but his own guilt. Given the day ahead and all it had in store, he shouldn't besurprised that the dream had resurfaced with such vividness. Today he'd beunable to avoid seeing the subject of his troubled dreams―his ex-partner,Juliet Branson. Although avoid wasn't really accurate. Evan never tried toavoid seeing Juliet; the opposite, in fact. He'd been trying to talk to her foreighteen months, with no real success. Today, Juliet would be unable to avoidseeing him. Evan drove to Omega Headquarters, thankful that the earlyhour at least helped shorten the notoriously ugly commute. He pulled into thesecure parking garage of the nondescript building that housed Omega Sector--acovert interagency task force made up of the best personnel the country had tooffer. Evan had worked here for eight years, ever since his recruitment out ofthe FBI when he was twenty-seven. The heaviness from this morning's dream lingered as hewalked through the doors of Omega's main building. Strange how these halls hadonce thrilled him, how he had loved everything about his job as an undercoveragent. But since Juliet's...incident he couldn't seem to find the same passionfor the work that he'd once had. Passionate or not, he was going back under. And he wasn'tlooking forward to the team meeting that would take place later today, whenJuliet would learn the details of the assignment. Evan rubbed a hand over hisface. He knew Bob Sinclair, his undercover persona, was a name Juliet wouldnever want to hear again. Nobody blamed her for that. Omega Headquarters stood largely empty at this hour exceptfor the security personnel. Evan passed through the extensive checks to confirmhis identity, then jogged down the stairs into the large gym area.State-of-the-art workout equipment stood side by side with old-school metalweights, a fitting metaphor for Omega: the best blend of new and oldtechniques, working in unison. There were also rooms for sparring, for yoga,and a full-size track for running. Evan left his gym bag in the locker room andwalked into the main workout area. Sparring definitely topped the agenda for this morning. Evandecided he might as well take his aggression out on the almost-human plasticdummies and leather punching bags, since the individuals he really wanted totake his aggression out on were well beyond his reach. He grabbed a pair of gloves meant to save his knuckles fromthe worst of the damage, and was reaching for the doorknob of the sparring roomwhen he heard noises from someone already in there. Who the hell would be upand going at this hour? Evan let the door shut and walked around the corner so hecould see through the small window of the room. Juliet Branson... Evidently he hadn't been the only one with nightmares thismorning. Book details: published 2015. Order now on BookShops.in with fast, reliable delivery across India.