I was cruel to Deidre La Russo. Said things I should never say to a woman.
Seen things happen to her.
Things darker than the bottle of liquor I consume.
I felt helpless.
The memories are more tortuous than the act of her torture.
Then she walks back into my life, only she’s not alone.
Deidre La Russo
I have my reasons for leaving.
I lived through hell.
I was beaten, tortured. Drugged.
I have secrets.
I have to tell them.
Danger brought us all together.
Danger may rip us apart.
The Absolution Of Aidan is the third book in the Syndicate series and all I can say is wow. I have enjoyed each book a great deal and well even a little bit more because of its ties to Detroit, but each book has gotten better than the one before. Ms. Coopmans has the right mix if action, angst, drama, romance, sex and funny moments that even when you think you know how something is going to go you get surprised. Sometimes those surprises are small little twists or ones that you didn’t see coming but have to wait for the next book to release to find out what in the hell is going to happen next.
Aidan and Deidre’s relationship is anything but hearts and flowers. These two fight, hell fight wouldn’t even be the right word for how these two can go at each other, but it also in a sense is their foreplay. Aidan loves when he works Deidre up and her mouth starts sassing and smarting off to him. I was very surprised with Aidan’s reaction when it comes to a certain situation when Deidre returns. It shows how much it really changed him with everything they went through during the last book. I have loved Cain, I have loved Roan and I love Aidan just as much if not more than the other two sexy guys. Deidre has the perfect amount if sass and sarcasm that borders on being a bitch but in reality she really isn’t. What she is, is strong even if she thinks for a while there she wasn’t. I loved the message that the author gets across about an issue that too many try to make others ashamed about, when in reality there is absolutely no reason to be ashamed.
I really want to see what is going to happen in Dilan’s book, because after the bombs that had been dropped and what we read at the end I see the need for some Kevlar vests in the future for not just the characters but for us readers as well. I see that someone is gonna have some explaining to do and I have a feeling a few bullets may be exchanged if by going by the way the previous books have gone.
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Aidan Hughes. I can focus on him. No, not him. Images of his bruised and battered face invade my mind, mixing with those voices.
Aidan can never see me like this. He’s lodged in my head too. I should hate him after the things he said to me, the way he treated me after we gave in to the carnal desire we felt for each other. I know I treated the man poorly, but he just kept getting under my skin. His deep voice. His bright blue eyes. His muscular body. His six-foot-something frame. I hate him.
Oh, I heard him, all right, demanding for me to hang on while I felt like I was going to die every time Royal pierced me with his knife. He even called me baby a few times. He’s a callous asshole. A user. A fucking tool of a man, and I don’t want to see him. I’ve gone insane. I don’t want or need anybody. They can let me die. Yes. The only way to get rid of any and all of these voices in my head is to die.
“Deidre.” An older woman comes into my room, followed by my dad. The look of concern on their faces stops me in the tracks of plotting ways to kill myself.
“I’m Doctor Jenkins. Your father here has told me you want to leave. I cannot discharge you. This is the best place for you to be. You have to heal. Now, are you in any pain, sweetheart? Would you like the nurse to give you—”
“Noooooooooooooo! Quit saying I have to heal! You don’t know what I need or have to do! None of you do!” I scream. Her body jolts back.
I’ve fucking had it with these people not listening to me. I start to thrash in the small bed. Kick the covers off. My body is so weak I have no idea what the hell I’m doing. All I know is if they won’t help me, then I will help myself. I will get out of here. I will. Then I will die. The howling laughter, the slimy deep tones, their faces, they will all be gone.
Amazon Best Selling Author Kathy Coopmans, lives in Michigan with her husband Tony where they have two grown sons.
After raising her children she decided to publish her first book and retiring from being a hairstylist.
She now writes full time.
She's a huge sports fan with her favorite being Football and Tennis.
She's a giver and will do anything she can to help another person succeed!