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    Cutthroat (Book 1): God's Reapers MC, #1
    Cutthroat (Book 1): God's Reapers MC, #1
    Cutthroat (Book 1): God's Reapers MC, #1
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    Cutthroat (Book 1): God's Reapers MC, #1

    By Kathryn Thomas

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    This is book 1 of the God's Reapers MC romance series! Books 2 and 3 of this motorcycle club romance series are available everywhere now!

     

    It's winner-take-all, and this winner is gonna take her – All. Night. Long.

     

    Olivia Waters is a fresh-faced cop eager to prove her worth.

    But she's in way over her head.

    Because I've been running the God's Reapers MC drug game for a long time.

    And it's gonna take a lot more than a newbie like her to bust me.

     

    But I gotta hand it to Officer Waters – she's pretty damn persistent.

    When she pokes her nose into my business one time too many, I decide to take matters into my own hands.

    That means taking HER into my own hands.

     

    It's breaking every rule in the book for an outlaw to sleep with a cop.

    But that's exactly what we do.

    It's a night full of sweaty pleasure and delicious pain.

    And in the morning, we're both surprised that we each want more, more, more.

     

    Days pass and our rendezvous only grow hotter and hotter.

    But the stakes are getting higher, too.

    There's pressure from the guys upstairs for Olivia to make a bust.

    And my own club is ready to double down on our trafficking business – and remove any obstacles in our path.

     

    Things are about to explode.

    Trust is the only thing keeping us alive.

    And then the unthinkable happens:

     

    She betrays me.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublishereBook Publishing World
    Release dateApr 8, 2020
    ISBN9781393303268
    Cutthroat (Book 1): God's Reapers MC, #1

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      Cutthroat (Book 1) - Kathryn Thomas

      Cutthroat: A Motorcycle Club Romance (God’s Reapers MC Book 1)

      By Kathryn Thomas

      It’s winner-take-all, and this winner is gonna take her – All. Night. Long.

      OLIVIA WATERS IS A fresh-faced cop eager to prove her worth.

      But she’s in way over her head.

      Because I’ve been running the God’s Reapers MC drug game for a long time.

      And it’s gonna take a lot more than a newbie like her to bust me.

      But I gotta hand it to Officer Waters – she’s pretty damn persistent.

      When she pokes her nose into my business one time too many, I decide to take matters into my own hands.

      That means taking HER into my own hands.

      It’s breaking every rule in the book for an outlaw to sleep with a cop.

      But that’s exactly what we do.

      It’s a night full of sweaty pleasure and delicious pain.

      And in the morning, we’re both surprised that we each want more, more, more.

      Days pass and our rendezvous only grow hotter and hotter.

      But the stakes are getting higher, too.

      There’s pressure from the guys upstairs for Olivia to make a bust.

      And my own club is ready to double down on our trafficking business – and remove any obstacles in our path.

      Things are about to explode.

      Trust is the only thing keeping us alive.

      And then the unthinkable happens:

      She betrays me.

      CHAPTER ONE

      They had told her a thousand times that police work was nothing like what she had seen in movies. There are no high-speed chases, no dramatic shoot-outs, no secret mafia meetings; that’s not real police work. Police work is about due diligence; it’s about protecting and serving the people; it’s about helping people in need. If that doesn’t interest you, then you shouldn’t be a police officer. Still, when Olivia Waters had dreamed of being a cop, when she had sweat and cursed her way through the academy, she had expected something more than this.

      Sitting in her squad car in the passenger seat, Olivia watched as office workers in suits entered and exited a busy coffee shop. She noticed that they usually entered empty handed and left with coffee or some other purchase; her months of training were really paying off. She, herself, had a coffee sitting next to her, which she had barely touched. She was amped up enough and didn’t need the caffeine making it any worse.

      She wanted to do something. She wanted to investigate, search, interrogate suspects, or clear a crime scene—any of the many things she had been trained to do. But instead, she was stuck in her squad car, watching her partner shovel an egg and cheese sandwich into his mouth.

      Never get a donut, he had warned her on her first day. It’s too cliché; the jokes write themselves. Her partner was Lance Townsend, he was five foot six and over two hundred and fifty pounds. He grunted and groaned every time he had to stand up or sit down, and he seemed to always be sweating. Lance preferred to give tickets from the seat of his cruiser. If someone made him get up and out of his seat, he would find a way to double the person’s fine.

      Any other words of wisdom? she had asked him on their first day.

      Just keep your head down and ignore the calls whenever you can. If you write enough tickets, they won’t give you any trouble for not responding to calls.

      Oh... had been the only response Olivia could offer. It was funny—when they had partnered her with Lance, she had no idea what he looked like or what his personality was like. She had been worried that something might happen between them. But there was no chance of chemistry with Lance; he was married to a miserable wife, and the happiest part of Olivia’s day was when he went home to her.

      Two months later and little had changed. Olivia repeatedly ignored Lance’s order to not answer any calls. She had wrestled the radio handset away from him several times and was still often the first to respond to a call. When the siren went off and the cherry lit up as they raced to wherever trouble was brewing, Olivia’s heart would start to pound and she remembered why she had taken the job in the first place. But Lance hated trouble; he liked egg sandwiches and sitting in the air-conditioned car. The only thing they agreed upon was their shared hatred of litterers and the importance of ticketing them.

      Olivia was staring at the clock on the dashboard, wondering why it was moving so slowly, when there was the blessed sound of scratching as the radio lit up with a call from dispatch. All vehicles in the area, we have a domestic dispute at 1854 Elder Street.

      Dispatch, this is Sierra Five. We are five away from the location, on our way now, go ahead, Olivia said, grabbing the handset before Lance could even look up from his sandwich.

      Copy Sierra Five. Reports of a domestic dispute, no weapons reported, the wife has asked for assistance. I will respond that assistance is on the way.

      Lance rolled his eyes and let out a long dramatic sigh, but he made no motion to start the car.

      Why do you have to respond to every call? You know we’re not the only cops out here, right?

      Because it’s our job to answer calls, Olivia said. This was not the first time they were having this argument. It’s not like we’re busy at the moment. We’re just sitting here drinking coffee and eating. Why wouldn’t we answer the call?

      Because it could be dangerous; we could get shot. Because it’s going to be annoying; domestic disputes are just couples arguing loudly enough to annoy the neighbors.

      The wife called, not the neighbors. She’s asking for help. Are you really ready to ignore her?

      You remember the story of the Boy Who Cried Wolf, Lance said, as he finally balled up his sandwich wrapper and tossed it into the back seat. All of these calls are people crying wolf. They love to fight; they love fights that are nasty and mean; they love it when the cops are called. It makes them feel important. These people, all they want is an audience, someone to pay attention to them. They’re crying wolf and should be ignored.

      Have you ever heard the story of the Boy Who Cried Wolf? Olivia asked, buckling her seatbelt as the car began to move. Because that story ends with a little boy being torn apart by wolves. Olivia hit the switch and the sound of

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