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A seemingly innocuous five letter word until you pull back the layers of its meaning.
Imprisoned in a small room within the walls of the Satan’s Creed Motorcycle Club compound, Casey Richards struggles to survive the only life she was raised to know. Her mother, a club whore, and her father, an unknown outlaw she’s never met, Casey’s fate is all but sealed in the eyes of the club.
Foul. Unclean. Undesirable.
Trapped in a loveless marriage, and with no children of her own, Emma Carsen is the only living soul willing to fight for her niece, Casey. She’s all but given up on saving her until the one man she’s longed to see again unexpectedly finds his way back to town and into her life.
Sordid. Vile. Unscrupulous.
Max Taylor, former-biker of a disbanded MC, has been holding onto reasons to avoid coming back to the small town he grew up in. The same ghosts that drove him away eventually force Max to find his way back. Now that he’s home, he may be Casey’s only chance for freedom.
Filthy. Hateful. Impure.
In order to get to Casey, Max must find a way to infiltrate the MC. Setting up a meet with Hoss, Satan’s Creed’s President who’s known for his depravity as much as his double-crossing ways, it’s made clear that forming an alliance is going to be more of a challenge than he expected. Now he must prove his loyalty to the club and in doing so, he’s forced to get his hands…
Elfina Renee: Max knew one day he’d have to return home. Bone wary, pushing one too many miles on the highway, the former-biker of a disbanded MC, is ready to come to terms with a past he’d sought to leave behind. Some pains you can’t outrun, no matter how far you’re willing to travel. But everything isn’t right in Kansas. Emilyn Carsen is desperate, there’s only one person she can turn to, one man she’s able to trust in a town where law abiding officials openly turns a blind eye to corruption. No one has seen or heard from eleven-year-old Casey in almost a year. The clock is ticking down in a place where life and death is just as meaningless as the cargo the Satan’s Creed Motorcycle Club holds. Five stars all the way around, different from my normal read.
Freya Barker: Fantastic. Simple as that.
AC Bextor ventures into an even more shaded story than the gritty series we are familiar with and does not shy away from tackling a terrifying subject matter. She doesn’t sugarcoat it—tells it the only way such a dark, sensitive and horrific story can be told. In plain English from all necessary viewpoints.
The story is woven together with new as well as familiar characters, giving the reader a solid context. And like an onion, layer after layer of intrigue are peeled away to reveal a unique story. One that will undoubtedly make you uncomfortable at times by sheer merit of a little girl who is the ‘red thread’ in this plot.
Even though DIRTY is the first of two books, the ending leaves you with positive anticipation, and not with the anxiety of a cliff-hanger. The resolution will follow in TRUST, for which we won’t have to wait too long.
A courageous bit of writing by AC Bextor, that will leave your hands clammy and your heart racing. The best kind of read—one that you can feel in your bones.