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Into the Whirlwind
B.O.S.S., Inc. #2
By: Kat Martin
Releasing May 31, 2016 

In Into the Whirlwind (B.O.S.S, Inc #2) by Kat Martin, Megan O'Brien knows there's only one person she can turn to when her son is kidnapped and the ransom demand says she's not to call the police. However, she's uncertain what sort of reception she'll get from Dirk Reynolds, her former bodyguard, when she asks him for help. Luckily, he remembers how much her son means to her, and is determined to help, even if he's been unable to forgive her for the way she treated him.  
Seeing Megan again after the way she ended things between them hurts. It makes Dirk Reynolds want to deny her request for help in finding her son, and get one of the other men of B.O.S.S, Inc to take her case. Except she's not willing to take no for an answer, and she wants him to be the one to help, because she trusts him to succeed. All Dirk has to remember is to keep his guard up, because falling for her all over again is out of the question. 
What a thrilling, fast-paced, action-packed read Ms. Martin has provided her readers, which captivated my attention from the very beginning with it's pulse-pounding suspense that did not let go until the end. The way this story started was fantastic, as Megan realizes that she needs Dirk's help, and that she's not above begging to get him to investigate her son's kidnapping. Who has taken him? Why have they taken him? Desperate for answers to those questions is one of the reasons that kept me flipping the pages until I discovered the truth.
The dialogue was well-written and intense due to the main characters back stories, everything the hero and heroine go through to find her son, and what happens to Megan when she's betrayed by someone that should care about the fact that they're taking her away from her son. Truly, it was hard not to be affected by the emotions and the reactions of the heroine. She works so hard to keep from falling apart, because she knows her son will need her. Yet, it's impossible, especially when things mightn't go the way she wishes, as the person that kidnapped her son is quite well organized. Is a person that has too many contingency plans for Dirk to figure out and counteract before it's too late.
Megan is strong, brave, determined, and stubborn. I could understand why she was so determined to be by Dirk's side every time they got a lead. Her son would need her, if they found him. I also liked that she had so much faith in Dirk, and that she was determined to fight for their relationship this time around. Something she should have done months ago, instead of ending things between them because she made some wrong assumptions about him. Assumptions that are proven wrong by how her parents and son react to him, and what she learns about what he does besides working for B.O.S.S, Inc.
While Dirk, he's strong, confident and tenacious in his pursuit of Megan's son. He won't stop until he's chased down every lead, and recovered the boy. Also, I liked how protective he was of Megan, and that he would go to any lengths to succeed in ensuring her and her son's safety. Honestly, his emotions and reactions were hard not to be affected by as well, as he tries so hard to fight his feelings for Megan while wondering whether he'll succeed in his endeavor to find her son and protect both he and Megan at all costs. Especially when the person that ordered the kidnapping still needed to be identified.
Scorching sex scenes heat up the pages, and illustrate the strong chemistry these two have from the moment they come face-to-face again in months. Dirk tries his best to ignore the feelings he still has for Megan, but in the end it's useless. There's no denying how well they fit, and how right they are for each other. What I liked most is how determined Megan was to get Dirk to give her a second chance. Because she realized how wrong she was about him, and that there was no other man that could mean as much as he does to her.   
Overall, this was an incredible addition to the B.O.S.S, Inc series for Ms. Martin where the secondary characters entertained me just as much as Megan and Dirk. The father of Megan's son is a real piece of work and it's palpable through what he does, because he's in some trouble that could get him arrested. Then there's Val, Megan's best friend and Luke -- one of the men that work with Dirk -- who aren't afraid to offer their advice or opinions. Val wants Megan to make things right with Dirk, because she remembers how much he was hurt by the heroine ending things between them. While Luke, he's worried about Dirk and the fact that he doesn't want to see his friend get hurt again.
The way this story ended was wonderful, despite what Megan goes through at the hands of the bad guys. Certainly, Dirk still knows how to surprise Megan and what he does in the epilogue definitely cements the bond between the hero and Megan's son. I would recommend Into the Whirlwind by Kat Martin, if you enjoy second chance romances or romantic suspense. I would also recommend reading the first book of this series, Into the Fury, as it introduces readers to Megan, Dirk and some of the secondary characters in this story.
A bodyguard, a bounty hunter, a private investigator, no one can handle the heat like the men of BOSS, Inc.

Megan O’Brien is at her wit’s end. Her three-year-old son has been kidnapped. No police, says the ransom demand. Fearing for her son’s life, Meg has no choice but to turn to her former bodyguard, Dirk Reynolds.
Dirk’s never forgiven Meg for the way she left him after their brief affair. But with bounty hunter Luke Brodie on his side, Dirk knows he’s got to help Meg rescue her son.
The few clues they’ve gathered send them spiraling into a murky world of big banking and international crime. Meg may be way out of her depths, but she’s seeing a side of Dirk she never suspected—one no woman could possibly resist.
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           “Ms. Megan, thank God you’re home! It’s . . . it’s Charlie. I can’t find little Charlie.”
            Meg’s heart took a leap as she stepped into the house, nearly colliding with her housekeeper, Rose Wills.
            “He probably woke up and wandered off somewhere. He has to be here someplace.” But even as she said the words, worry jolted through her. Telling herself not to panic, Meg hurried toward the stairs.
            “I put him down for a nap an hour ago,” Rose said, hurrying along behind her. “When I went back to check on him, he was gone.”
            “You know how he likes to hide. He’s just found a new place.” But fear had her pulse kicking up, and her stomach started to churn. At the top of the landing, she turned and ran down the hall to her three-year-old’s bedroom, the housekeeper close behind her.
            Charlie wasn’t in his small white youth bed. “Charlie! Mama’s home. Charlie! Where are you, sweetheart?” Meg ran to the closet and pulled open the door, searched through the stuffed toys and games on the closet floor, but found no sign of her son.
            Her heart was hammering now, her stomach balled into a fist. Meg told herself to stay calm. There were dozens of places a little boy could hide in a two-story house.
            “Charlie! Charlie, where are you, sweetie?”
            Rose’s higher-pitched, worried voice chimed in. “Charlie! Come out now. Your mommy wants you.”
            They searched upstairs, but he was nowhere to be seen, went downstairs and searched the floor below.
            “God, Rose, where could he be? You don’t think he went outside?”
            “I always keep the doors locked and the chain on. There’s no way he could have gotten out.”
            They checked all the doors, but Rose was right. No way could her little boy have gotten out of the house.
            Meg ran back upstairs. She returned to his room, walked over to the bed to see if the covers still held a trace of warmth. Reaching down, she touched the soft blue blanket with the sailboats on it, but none of Charlie’s heat remained.
            Instead, she spotted an envelope protruding from the folds, her name in ink on the front.
            “What did you find?” Rose came up beside her.
            “It’s a letter.” Her hands shook as she tore the envelope open.
            “I didn’t see it before,” Rose said. “Oh, dear Lord.” She started to tremble, her breasts heaving as the implication sank in. She was a big woman, nearly as tall as Meg’s five-foot ten-inch frame. “What . . . what does it say?”
            Meg read the note and her heart clutched, then turned to stone. “‘We have your son. He’ll cost you ten million in cash. You’ve got three days or he’s . . . he’s dead. No police.’“
            Meg swayed on her feet. She gripped the headboard, afraid she might faint. Dear God, my baby! She turned, let Rose pull her into a hug, and her eyes welled with tears. They clung to each other, both of them crying.
            The housekeeper straightened away. “We have to call the police. They’ll know what to do. They’ll get Charlie back.”
            Meg shook her head. “No police. If we call them, they’ll kill him.”
            Rose crossed herself. “What are going to do, Ms. Meg?”
            Meg closed her eyes and prayed for strength. Her dad was extremely wealthy. He loved his grandson. Her father could get the ten million dollars they needed to pay the ransom.
            But her dad was also extremely controlling. And he believed money was the solution to everything. What if the kidnappers took the money and still killed her baby?
            She thought of Charlie’s father, Jonathan Hollander, the man she had married to please her dad. Yes, he was hand-some. She couldn’t deny she’d been attracted to his dark good looks and charming smile. Her father hadn’t been able to see past Jonathan’s impressive Harvard education and his family’s lofty position in society.
            Meg thought what a no-good, lying cheat he had turned out to be.
            She couldn’t go to Jonathan.
            Another man’s image came to mind. Smart. Loyal to a fault. Strong. Tough. Reliable. The one man she would trust with her precious son’s life.
            “I know someone.” Strength seeped through her as determination set in. “I know a man who can bring Charlie home.”
             Megan O’Brien parked at the end of the gravel driveway and quietly got out of her white BMW X1 compact SUV. Through the trees, she could hear the roar of a chainsaw, hear hammers banging away, see two-by-fours of golden-yellow pine going up to form the sides of the house under construction.
            The garage was already finished, undoubtedly full of Dirk’s toys, including a Harley and a custom Dodge Viper. In the summer, he kept a boat docked on the lake below the house.
            Though two other men were hard at work, her gaze went straight to Dirk. Hammer in hand, carpenter’s belt dangling low on his waist, he was shirtless, though the January air was chill.
            Hard muscle flexed across his back and shoulders as he pounded in a nail with an ease that said how many times he had done it. Long, sinewy muscles outlined by the soft fabric of his jeans stretched and moved as he worked on his house.
            Meg’s gaze went over the familiar dragon tattoo that wound over one shoulder and inched up the side of his neck. The colored ink seemed right with the sexy, short-cropped horseshoe mustache that framed his mouth and curved down to his jaw, making him look like the hard, tough man he was.
            Even her terrible fear for her son couldn’t block the memories of how it had felt to lie with him. Couldn’t lessen the yearning that burned through her body just at the sight of him.
            Meg had met Dirk Reynolds five months before when she had been preparing for the La Belle fashion show tour. Meg, one of their top models, worked for the chain of expensive lingerie stores.
            She glanced back at Dirk. He and his friend, Ethan Brodie, did private investigation and personal security for Brodie Operations Security Services, Inc., the company that had been hired to protect the models after one of them was murdered.
            Dirk had been her bodyguard, and though every instinct had warned her not to get involved with him, the fierce attraction between them had been impossible to resist.
            Once the models returned home, Meg had ended the affair. She and Dirk weren’t right for each other. Dirk lived fast and hard. He rode a motorcycle, drove a car that could go two hundred miles an hour. Dirk Reynolds was wild and fierce, while she was a single mother with a son to raise.
            She couldn’t have Dirk Reynolds. She had a responsibility to her little boy. With a failed marriage behind her, she couldn’t risk failing again.
            But she had never gotten over Dirk.
            Meg steeled herself and headed along the gravel driveway toward the house Dirk was rebuilding after the fire that had nearly killed him five months ago. One thing she knew, Dirk Reynolds was a hard man to kill.
            Which was the reason she had swallowed her pride and her heartache and come to him. She needed him, trusted him as she never had any other man. Her little boy’s life de-pended on gaining this man’s help. This man she had loved and rejected.
            She stepped out of the foliage-covered driveway into the open area around the house he was rebuilding. She had called his office looking for him. Nick Brodie, one of the other PIs at BOSS Inc., had reluctantly told her where to find him. Maybe it was the tears he heard in her voice when she had said how important it was. That it was a matter of life or death.
            With Dirk’s usual keen senses, he turned, alert that some-one was there, though the buzz of the saw had hid the sound of her footsteps.
            For several long moments, he just stared, watching as she walked toward him. He was six-two, his body lean and sculpted. Wavy dark brown hair curled at the nape of his neck. She forced herself to keep walking, even as his jaw locked and a fierce scowl darkened his face.
            Dirk grabbed a faded blue work shirt and shrugged it on, covering most of his amazing chest. He didn’t bother fastening the buttons, just strode toward her, blocking her view of the house.
            He stopped right in front of her. “What are doing here, Meg?”
            “I need to talk to you. It’s . . . it’s urgent.”
            “You’re trespassing. What do you want?”
            She swallowed, fought to stay strong. He didn’t want her there. She had known he wouldn’t. Known he thought of her only with contempt. She wished he would hold her the way he used to when she was afraid. “I . . . I want to hire you.”
            The corner of his mouth edged into a ruthless half smile. “What for? Stud service?”
            She wanted to cry. She wanted to beg his forgiveness. Tell him she had never forgotten him. That she never would. She knew it wouldn’t matter to Dirk. Not anymore.
            All that mattered now was saving her son.
            She looked into those hard hazel eyes and for the first time wondered if she’d been wrong to think he would help her. Dear God, what would she do if Dirk refused?
            A sob wedged in her throat. She fought desperately to hold on to her courage. “It’s Charlie. He’s been kidnapped. They left a note. It says they’ll . . . they’ll kill him if I go to the police.”
            Something shifted in those hard, condemning eyes. For a moment, the old Dirk appeared. Concerned for her, determined to protect her at any cost, even his life.
            “I’ll take you down to the office. Ethan’s out of town with Val. I’ll get Nick to work with you. Or Luke. They’ll help you find your boy. They’ll help you get him back.”
            They were all private investigators and they were the best. But they weren’t Dirk Reynolds. Meg started shaking her head, couldn’t stop the tears that leaked onto her cheeks. “It has to be you. I know in my heart you can save Charlie. Only you.”
            His jaw went iron hard. “Jesus, Meg.”
            “Please, Dirk. Please help me.”
            “Do you know what you’re asking?”
            She knew. There was a time he had loved her. He had begged her to stay with him, give them a chance. Meg had refused.
            “He’s just a little boy. I know you can save him. You won’t give up until you do.”
            “Jesus.” He raked a hand through his heavy dark hair. She remembered the exact silky feel of the strands between her fingers.
            “The note says they want ten million dollars,” she said. “They’ll kill him if they don’t get it.”
            He took a deep breath, released it slowly. “How much time did they give you?”
            “Three days.”
            “Ten million. That’s a helluva lot of money.”
            “My father can get it.”
            His gaze remained on her face. “But you don’t trust him to get your boy back. That’s smart, Meg, because money doesn’t always work.”
            She swiped at her tears with the back of her hand. “Will you help me?”
            His eyes went dark. “You knew I would when you came here.”
            “I prayed you would. I wasn’t sure anymore.”
            He gazed over her shoulder through the trees, spotted her small white SUV. “You okay to drive?”
            “I’m all right.”
            “I’ll follow you back to your house.” His mouth barely curved. “I think I can remember where it is.”
            Meg turned away from him. Three days. In three days Charlie would be safely returned. Dirk would go on with his life and she would go on with hers.
            Three days.
            The pain didn’t matter. Charlie was all that mattered. Meg had no other choice.
New York Times bestselling author Kat Martin is a graduate of the University of California at Santa Barbara where she majored in Anthropology and also studied History. Currently residing in Missoula, Montana with her Western-author husband, L. J. Martin, Kat has written sixty-five Historical and Contemporary Romantic Suspense novels. More than sixteen million copies of her books are in print and she has been published in twenty foreign countries. Kat is currently at work on her next Romantic Suspense.

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  1. Lovely review! Thank you for hosting INTO THE WHIRLWIND today!

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