Book 3 of the Redline series Dark. Cold. My darkness faded into more darkness. I rolled to my side, the cold from the hard floor seeping through my thin clothes. I wanted to escape the cold, to escape the brutally uncomfortable surface beneath me, but small movements were all I could muster. Colt? Where had he gone? Only my most primitive functions worked. My adrenal gland pumped chemicals through my body, heating me with terror and the drive to flee, but the chemical-induced fog in my brain left me helpless. Where am I? I remembered my text conversation with Aiden. Tank and Devlin appearing in Colt's house. Tank. Devlin. How? Why? My pulse thudded harder within the fragile confines of my body, but nothing else responded. I took some comfort in the fact that the thrumming in my chest meant I was still alive. Colt's last words came to me... Stay alive. That was exactly what I wanted to do. But that drive wouldn't last long. Warning!: If you're looking for rainbows, butterflies, and happy endings coated in chocolate and caramel, turn back now! This story deals with dark themes and intense situations that aren't suitable for sensitive readers. If you're looking for an intense roller coaster of emotions and situations that will warp your sense of right and wrong and drag you through the debauched underworld of crime and deceit, then you're in the right place.