Title: The Power to See
Author: Jennifer Anne Davis
Published: May 16th, 2014 by Crimson Tree Publishing
Word Count: 99,000
Genre: NA Crime, Suspense, Romance
Content Warning: Graphic violence, sexual themes including assault, adult language, and drug usage
Recommended Age: 18+
Synopsis: At first glance, twenty-two-year-old Brianna’s life seems perfect. But she harbors a deadly secret—her father is the leader of a ruthless drug cartel. Brianna struggles to find her place in a world her father meticulously controls, and believes she is nothing but a pawn in her father’s deadly games.
After graduating from college with an enormous debt, Dominic finds himself lured by money and power into a job that appears too good to be true. He doesn’t realize he works for a drug cartel until he’s in too deep. Trying to keep his family safe, he takes a deal offered by Brianna’s father and agrees to marry Brianna while continuing to work for the cartel.
Brianna and Dominic must rely on one another as their lives become further entwined in the lethal drug world. When Dominic discovers a deadly secret, he begins to question everything and turns to Brianna for support. However, Brianna’s heart belongs to another man—an undercover DEA agent.
The DEA closes in on the drug cartel, forcing Brianna and Dominic to choose sides, igniting a battle between family loyalty, love, and survival. Brianna soon realizes that she may be the only person capable of bringing down her father’s empire—if she can find a way to outsmart the master manipulator, without losing herself, and her heart, in the process.
About the Author:
Jennifer graduated from the University of San Diego with a degree in English and a teaching credential. Afterwards, she finally married her best friend and high school sweetheart. Jennifer is currently a full-time writer and mother of three young children. Her days are spent living in imaginary worlds and fueling her own kids’ creativity.
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“Yes, I’m Brianna LeBlanc. And you are?” She decided to play with him a bit—attempt to take his confidence down a notch or two.
“Matt Fueller,” he responded.
“Yes, Steve mentioned you would be valuable in assisting me on the case.”
Matt’s smile faded and he cocked his head. “Assisting you? I thought Steve put me in charge, and you’re the paralegal assisting me.”
Arrogant bastard. “You are quite mistaken,” Brianna said. “I’m handling the case, not you. If you care to help, you’re more than welcome. But I’m in charge. This is my case, and this is my client. Are we clear?” She would not let this man walk all over her. She needed to remain in control. “So you’re not a paralegal?”
Brianna couldn’t tell if he was making fun of her or not. She squared her shoulders and replied, “No, are you?” She was sure her face was bright red. Matt was about to respond when their names were called and a correctional officer escorted them to a private room. When they entered, they found Hector sitting at a table, his hands and feet bound.
Not wanting to give Matt the opportunity to take charge, Brianna said, “Hello, Hector. You may recall my name is Brianna LeBlanc. This is Matt Fueller. We’re here from Eric Smith and Associates, and we’ll be representing you.” She took a seat across from him. Matt slid onto the seat next to her.
Hector sneered at Brianna, his eyes roaming over her body and stopping at her chest.
Brianna wanted to remain professional since Matt was in the room. “I spoke with the prosecution this morning,” she said. “They’re seeking the maximum—twenty years. I want to go over your arrest to make sure we can’t get you off on a technicality.”
Hector licked his lips suggestively. Brianna focused on her notepad, unable to look at the crude man.
“Why don’t you tell us everything you remember about your arrest,” Brianna said.
Hector gave no indication he was going to respond.
“Mr. Esteban, you understand English don’t you?” Brianna asked.
“My English is just as good as yours,” Hector leered. “But I’m not really all that interested in talking about my arrest with you. Why don’t you come a little closer so I can smell you?” He leaned forward with a lecherous smile.
“Excuse me?” Brianna scooted her chair back. “I’m your attorney, not your eye candy. I need for you to work with me here.”
“I am more than willing to work with you, but if you really want to help me, then come a little closer.” Hector’s eyes darted to Matt.
Brianna had the distinct feeling that if Matt weren’t next to her, Hector would somehow find a way to rape her. Glancing down, she made sure his feet here still locked in the chains and secured to the table. Trying to appear confident, Brianna cleared her throat and said, “Mr. Esteban, I don’t have time for this. Your arraignment is less than two weeks away. Don’t you want to get off?”
“I know that you will get me off. I have no doubt you will.” Hector laughed as he gyrated his pelvis.
“Hector, get a grip,” Matt said. “I’ve done her and she isn’t worth it. It’s like fucking a brick wall. She’s nice to look at, but that’s it.” Brianna’s face went flaming red. Matt continued, “Has Phillip talked to you?”