When the door opened, a pair of untrusting blue eyes greeted Jackson.
“Can I help you?”
“Are you Skylar Montgomery?”
“I am. What can I do for you?”
He flashed his badge. “I’m Special Agent Caldwell. Can I come in for a moment? There’s something I’d like to discuss with you.” Read more »
Raptor paced around his office restlessly. Two years was a long time to walk the straight and narrow. The First Alliance heist had been his largest take by far, but it still gnawed at him that it didn’t go exactly according to the plan. His plan.
Down to the last detail, everything was perfect. Read more »
Jackson waited for his partner to get off the phone. He’d spent the better part of the morning going over the details of the case until he felt like he had a good handle on the facts, but something about it was still bothering him. The file had to be incomplete. Read more »
Parker was glad his connections within the county were still intact; otherwise, he might have ended up spending hours standing in lines and flirting with lonely looking clerks to no avail. He set down the blueprints on the desk and retrieved a pad of paper from the drawer. From his first glance at the diagram, he knew this would not be an easy task.
His cell phone rang as he was detailing the security systems. Read more »
Special Agent Jackson Caldwell sat down in the conference room at FBI headquarters in downtown Dallas to await a case and partner assignment. Again. Apparently, financial crimes were at an all-time low in the area.
Or his new Special Agent in Charge was just a dick who liked tormenting his new agents. Read more »
Wednesday, March 17
No witnesses in the park today, as expected. March brought its chilly winds with it this year, but even if it hadn’t, it was still much too early for children to be outside playing. No self-respecting adult would be out in this weather. And the unrespectable adults? They were sleeping in before a night of St. Patrick’s Day debauchery at the bars. Yes, this meeting had promise. Read more »
The Undercover Series takes an unexpected turn…
In The Freelancer, we met FBI Special Agent Jackson Caldwell. We learned about his issues with authority. We learned that he’d do whatever it takes to get the bad guy and close his case. We learned that he could screw up a relationship with style.
We also learned that Jackson Caldwell is the irrefutable heart and soul of the Undercover Series…
Yet in The Alliance we focus our attention on Skylar Montgomery, the infamous Raptor and a cast of con artists, hackers and thieves. Why? Because when Skylar’s quest for revenge intersects with Jackson’s unwavering sense of justice, they’ll set into motion a course of events of dire consequence, the reverberations of which will be felt throughout the rest of the series.
People will die.
Lives will irrevocably change.
And everything you think you know about Jackson Caldwell will be called into question…all because of a chance meeting one frigid morning in the park.
Once Jackson and Skylar meet, everyone’s fate is sealed…For better or worse.
As lines are drawn, where will your alliances lie?
Coming Monday, March 1st
(Soundtrack available here)
Monday, April 5
Love is a fickle bitch. That’s right. I said it. Someone had to.
It’s not that I have anything against love, per se. I just…It’s complicated. Suffice it to say that she and I have met and parted ways. A few times. Each time, she sucker punched me then kicked me while I was down. Read more »
I didn’t realize until I already exited 190 and was a few miles away on another highway that Jenna was the frantic woman waving her arms from the stalled van I passed. It would take too long to exit and get back to them and I knew I could already be too late. I glanced in my mirrors to make sure no one else was on the road before I slammed on my brakes and U-turned. Traffic was nonexistent on my drive up until this point. I prayed my luck would hold long enough to get me back to Jenna. Read more »
“Where are we going, Chad? What’s going on?” Jenna asked once she cleared the sleep from her head.
“You’ll see. How was the coffee?” Read more »
I was too late. Jenna was gone when I got back. Blackstone beat me to her. Read more »
“Sara, what’s wrong?”
If her life were a Michael Bay film, this was the point where the camera would swing around her and Paul in a slow, full circle. Just like the phone call in Bad Boys II that let Will Smith and Martin Lawrence know that things just got real, Sara could feel the decided shift. It was a moment where it felt like nothing would ever be alright again. Read more »
All the highways in Grand Prairie, Arlington, Irving, and Dallas were shut down, but the Addison tollroad was ignored. Of course, Chad was long gone before they thought to do anything. He could anticipate everything now before it happened. Read more »
“I did something bad,” Jenna said as I approached.
I helped her up and got her inside my condo. She was shaking so badly I had to practically carry her to the couch for her to sit down. I sat next to her and tried to put my arms around her to comfort her, but she pushed me away. Read more »
“I just got a call from McNamara. Blackstone is in the offsite fuel storage hanger. This is going down tonight. You need to get here. Now,” Collin said. Read more »
