By Taylor Stevens
“Stevens’s blazingly extraordinary debut introduces an exceptional new motion heroine, Vanessa Michael Munroe, who doesn’t need to kick over a hornet’s nest to get recognition, even though her feral, take-no-prisoners angle displays the fireplace of Stieg Larsson’s Lisbeth Salander….Thriller enthusiasts will eagerly wait for the sequel to this high-octane page-turner.” —Publishers Weekly, starred, boxed review
Vanessa “Michael” Munroe offers in information—expensive information—working for companies, heads of country, inner most consumers, and a person else who pays for her detailed model of craftsmanship. Born to missionary mom and dad in lawless relevant Africa, Munroe took up with an notorious gunrunner and his mercenary workforce while she used to be simply fourteen. As his protégé, she earned the distinction of the jungle's most deadly males, cultivating her personal popularity for years till anything despatched her operating. After virtually a decade construction a brand new existence and profitable profession from her domestic base in Dallas, she's by no means appeared back.
A Texas oil billionaire has employed her to discover his daughter who vanished in Africa 4 years in the past. It’s now not her traditional line of labor, yet she can’t face up to the problem. Pulled deep into the secret of the lacking lady, Munroe reveals herself again within the lands of her youth, betrayed, bring to an end from civilization, and left for lifeless. If she has any wish of escaping the jungle and the demons that force her, she needs to come face-to-face with the previous that she’s attempted for therefore lengthy to forget.
Gripping, creative, and impeccably paced, The Informationist marks the arriving or an exhilarating new expertise.
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Focus. ” Reacting to her calm, and with the unspoken promise of sex to come, he relaxed and took the drink she offered. She dipped her fingers into it and then pressed them to his mouth. She repeated the gesture, playfully, teasing the Rohypnol into his system until the glass had been emptied, and when it had been done, she staved him off until the drug took effect. She told the chauffeur to take the man home and, without resistance, stepped out of the car. In the cool of the predawn, she breathed deeply to clear her head.
The Trench Coat boarded the shuttle for the Marriott, and she stepped on behind him. He nodded once in her direction and paid no attention beyond that. Dressed as she was, it was to be expected. Cropped hair, lightweight cargo pants, a linen shirt that had once been white, and thick-soled leather boots: to all but the most observant, she was every bit as male as he. At the hotel Munroe trailed to the front desk and stood in line. Noah Johnson. Room 319. Such an American name, and yet he struggled with rudimentary English.
The officer stamped the passport and handed it back to her. … The noise of those that rejoice ends … She had no luggage and nothing to declare, and with a final glance at the Trench Coat’s shadow, she left the area through opaque sliding doors that opened to a waiting crowd. She scanned the faces, wondering which, among the expectant eyes and attentive glances, waited for him. … Strong drink will be bitter to those that drink it … On a far wall was a telephone bank, and she walked toward it. … The city of confusion is broken down … She dialed and then angled herself so that she could watch the opaque doors.
The Informationist A Thriller by Taylor Stevens