Friday, November 14, 2008

Judas Kiss by J.T. Ellison

Nashville's homicide Lieutenant Taylor Jackson is back in a third thrilling novel with a murder that will have your head spinning. Her fiance', FBI profile Baldwin, is hot on the trail of another killer that will connect to the high profile criminal, the Pretender, who we watched like a train-wreck in the previous book, 14.

Just back from a trip to Italy, Lt. Taylor Jackson is soon back on duty in a crime that will break your heart. A suburban housewife is found brutally murdered in her home, the house filled with small red and pink footprints. The victim's toddler had been alone with her mother's body for a few days before found. The victim's sister found the body and doesn't take long before turning the scene into a media circus.

Baldwin is called unexpectedly to headquarters. He is a member of a secret unit that tracks and retrieves assassins from different countries and transports them back to their home country. Unfortunately, one of them was dropped from scrutiny and is back in the states. Baldwin feels he may be tracking himself or Taylor for revenge. Baldwin had killed the assassin's wife years before.

Before long, the two cases speed up and collide into a media frenzy. Taylor soon finds herself on the internet engaging in compromising situations that could jeopardize her reputation, her career, and her relationship with Baldwin. Baldwin soon tracks his escape assassin to his own backyard. But will he be able to stop him before things escalate out of his control?

This is a thrilling roller-coaster ride that you just want to put your hands in the air and enjoy the ride. Very complex but likeable characters and a plot that twists and turns, leaving you breathless and stunned at its climax. I read it in one sitting because I couldn't put it down. If your looking for an edge-of-your-seat thriller, then pick up a copy today. You won't be disappointed ! I can't wait for the next installation!!

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