My thoughts: I give it ❤️❤️. This is a spin off of the Harmless series that follows Lindsey’s friend Jane and bodyguard Silas. It picks up about six months after the other series ends.
Jane has become the most hated person in America because people believe that she helped her mom turn Lindsey over to her kidnappers. Even though she was found innocent, people refuse to believe and she is constantly receiving death threats.
That is where Silas comes in. He is assigned as her bodyguard because the threats are credible. Jane feels like she has no control over her life and when she receives an offer from an unlikely source as a place to hideout for safety, Jane takes it. However, she keeps getting pulled back to The Grove.
Silas treats her like everyone else because he believes that Drew understands everything and is never wrong. However, the more time he spends with Jane, he starts to rethink his beliefs.
Jane finds out that her life is not what she grew up believing it to be.
Even thought the book ends on a cliffhanger, I didn’t care enough about Jane to read the next story. Yea, she’s innocent. Yea, she’s been treated terribly. I just don’t care enough to find out how she is finally vindicated.
Author’s Blurb:
I didn’t do it.
I never betrayed my friend.
Last year, I was kidnapped along with presidential candidate’s daughter Lindsay Bosworth, forced to help her assailants, my mother implicated in one of the biggest political scandals in American history.
I’ve been cleared of any wrongdoing, but that doesn’t matter. Once you’re tried by the media, you’re guilty as sin. The truth doesn’t get the public’s attention.
But shame? Shame sells.
And everyone assumes you’re tainted.
Now I have my own personal security team, courtesy of the United States government. Not the one you learned about in civics class, though.
I’m being tracked by the deep state. The shadow government. They’ve assigned Silas Gentian to be with me twenty-four seven. He thinks he knows everything about me – all of it bad — and he does.
On paper.
Like everyone else, he assumes I’m a traitor. A backstabber. A betrayer. Someone who helped a group of violent psychopaths, puppets of powerful men in Washington who made me into a tool.
Yet I see how he looks at me. True desire can’t be faked.
Or hidden.
And that goes both ways.
He assumes I’m trying to fool him.
And he might be right.
But not for the reasons he thinks.
My Brain Vacation 