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Love and Punishment by Susan Mac Nicol

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Love and Punishment by Susan Mac Nicol

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About the Author
Susan Mac Nicol is a self confessed bookaholic, an avid watcher of videos of sexy pole dancing men, self confessed geek and nerd and in love with her Smartphone. This little treasure is called ‘the boyfriend’ by her long suffering husband, who says if it vibrated, there’d be no need for him. Susan hasn’t had the heart to tell him there’s an app for that…
She is never happier than when sitting in the confines of her living room/study/on a cold station platform scribbling down words and making two men fall in love. She is a romantic at heart and believes that everything happens (for the most part) for a reason. She likes to think of herself as a ‘half full’ kinda gal, although sometimes that philosophy is sorely tested.
Lover of walks in the forest, theatre productions, dabbling her toes in the cold North Sea and the vibrant city of London where you can experience all four seasons in a day , she is a hater of pantomime (so please don’t tar and feather her), duplicitous people, bigotry and self righteous idiots. 
In an ideal world, Susan Mac Nicol would be Queen of England and banish all the bad people to the Never Never Lands of Wherever -Who Cares. As that’s never going to happen, she contents herself with writing her HEA stories and pretending, that just for a little while, good things happen to good people.
Publication Date
August 29, 2014
 By the time he reads this, you’ll be mine. Inside and out.
 The words loomed eerily off the page as Flynn Parker re-read the message on the cream-coloured notepaper. It was seven p.m. on a chilly February evening. He’d gotten back into his basement flat in Chelsea after a sweaty and energetic game of squash at the gym. All he wanted to do was have a warm shower then wait for his boyfriend, Anthony, to arrive for a drink. They’d been together six months now and Flynn already knew he was in for the long haul. He had a fervent hope for tonight: that hot, raunchy animal sex would be on the menu and Anthony wouldn’t be too tired to participate.
Flynn needed to alleviate some of the tension that still racked his body from the gym and the tough day he’d had at the newspaper with deadlines and angry interviewees. He hadn’t anticipated the official-looking cream envelope lying in wait in his hallway—an envelope that had obviously been slipped under the door. He frowned. 
Who the hell would send me something like this slipped under the bloody door? It’s so damn cloak and dagger. 
As an investigative crime journalist for a mid-sized independent newspaper, he was used to the weird things that life had to offer. He felt a frisson of unease trickle down his spine as he laid the note down on the kitchen top. As he busied himself making coffee, absorbed in the task, some small shadow to his left made him turn in curiosity. Something cold and acidic was pressed against his face. He struggled as he tried to take in air, but only gulped in the noxious fumes of whatever was being pressed against his nose. It happened so quickly that he had time only for a fleeting moment of terror before everything went dark. 
He awoke in blackness. His head felt stuffed with cotton wool. He could see nothing, feeling only the crinkle of something silky lying across his eyes.
 I must be blindfolded. At least I hope to shit that’s what it is and I haven’t actually gone blind. 
When he tried to move, he realised he was flat on his back on a rough, yielding but scratchy surface. He was cold, his skin prickling with goose bumps as cold air lapped at his body. He didn’t even want to think about what that might mean. His arms were stretched above his head, bound to something he couldn’t see.

Someone is leaving a trail of bodies throughout London, and Detective Anthony Parglietto is determined to end the violence. Then he’ll return to the man he loves.
Tough, street-savvy, and used to dealing with lowlifes, Flynn Parker is the last person Anthony thinks he has to protect. Then the Bow-Tie Killer strikes close to home and the world turns upside down. Right is wrong, black is white, and a policeman might become a monster. But in the name of love, justice must be served. In the name of love, pain can be endured. In the name of love, a man can taste the very essence that defines him.

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