Fine Line Audiobook (Free)

I just wanted a sit down elsewhere. Alone. It was a simple request, right? Simply stroll in to the coffee shop for the corner, grab my usual cup of liquid nitrogen, and walk back again out. All while minding my own business.

But I had to walk in at that exact moment. Not ten minutes previously. Not ten minutes afterwards. Precisely when Savannah Areas needed someone to help her. When no one except me got the courage to operate for her.

After the incident, she viewed me like I used to be her hero. But I’m no hero. I don’t even understand who or what I am any more.

Who’s Nick Tucker? A DEA agent? A legal? Both? Neither?

The lines I crossed while undercover blurry my staunch feeling of morality.

Then your auburn-haired beauty arrived within my apartment, begging for my help. I couldn’t convert her away. The more I dropped myself in her, the more I found myself again. Or so I thought.

Even a damaged clock reaches be right double per day. There’s a fine line between correct and wrong, like and hate, heaven and hell.

Contains mature themes.