Velvet Trigger

Sable Voss left extraction work the clean way, which is to say she walked and never explained it to anybody. Then Ilias Vale calls her to the Riviera and tells her he misses her, and she goes, because the first time he said it she wrote the words down so she could not tell herself afterward that she had dreamed them.

The weekend lasts one night. A shot comes through the glass of a hotel terrace, a man she has never met bleeds on her shoes, and by morning she is sitting in front of a Sovereign Directorate authority card with a split diamond cut through the metal. Six people saw something they were never meant to see. One of them is already dead. The rest are scattered from Nice to Tangier, and somebody with better paperwork than hers is collecting them one at a time.

Ilias has a yacht, a bandaged hand and an answer he will not finish. He is compromised and he knows it, and she goes to bed with him anyway, because the dark is the one room he does not lie to her in.

She will find every witness. She will put the whole thing in front of the people who can end it. And when the amended warrant finally reaches her, the name typed under the instruction is the one she has spent the whole run protecting.

VELVET TRIGGER is an adult erotic thriller with explicit scenes. Story one of The Sable Voss Trilogy. Adults only.