It was a sweltering July evening in London, and three separate lives were about to crash into each other over a single, hellish index.
Echo was not a rocknrolla. She was the ghost that ate rocknrollas for breakfast. Once a top forensic accountant, she now ran a small, deadly crew of women who cleaned up messes men like Archie left behind. She wanted the index for one reason: a name buried five pages deep. The man who’d walked away free after her brother “fell” from a balcony. index+of+rocknrolla+hot
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