Release Day: A Necessary Sin by Georgia Cates – Review and Giveaway
every decision in her life to revolve around bringing a monster to justice.
With years spent studying The Fellowship, an organized crime brotherhood of
liars, thieves, and killers, Bleu will rely on her skills as a special agent to
cut Thane Breckenridge off at the knees. But walking hand in hand with
retribution means risking collateral damage, in the form of Breckenridge’s son
Sinclair—until Sin becomes so much more than Bleu bargained for. She’s always
known this undertaking would place her life in danger—she never imagined her
heart would be as well.
LOUISA’S REVIEW
The prologue of this book will capture you and not allow you to stop reading. As told through the eyes of a seven year old, listening to her mother being murdered and the unspeakable act of terror. Having the murderer finding her cowering under her bed…then everything goes black!
“Just as a rose is unable to change its color, it isn’t possible for us to alter the past. It’s only once you realize this that you’ll be set free.”
Bleu has spent her life with a vendetta against the man who murdered her mother. He believes she died. She was given a new identity and a new family. But her goal in life is to murder him. She is a former special agent for the FBI. The sole purpose of becoming a special agent…to get to him. The best way to get to Thane is through his son, Sinclair.
Her adoptive father, Harry, is sick with cancer and she wants to complete this lifelong mission before he dies. Harry is not happy with her decision for revenge, but will do anything to help her move forward.
Bleu finds her “in” with Sinclair Breckenridge through one of his best friends. She earns his trust and the trust of the Brotherhood. Now how to get to his father and finish her lifelong goal.
Bleu is one of the strongest women characters I have encountered in a long time. Sinclair knows what he wants and is used to just taking it. Bleu has grown up with such hate in her heart that you would think she doesn’t have the ability to love, but she does. I guess that’s one of the main reasons I admired Blue so much…she was bad ass and stuck to her guns and kept her focus on the goal. She may have a little bit of “fun” in the process. I really wanted to hate Sinclair but I was mesmerized by him pretty quickly.
This book is written in Bleu and Sinclair’s point of view. I really enjoy the dual POV, I am always wondering what the other character is thinking and Georgia has given us this. Without being duplicitous in the story. Many dual POV books are telling the same story but with each point of view, you were in the minds of the characters. I have read the Beauty from Pain series by Georgia, but this book (and this series) is obviously a little bit darker and it was refreshing. The relationship between Bleu and Sinclair is inevitable but their interactions are not always what you would expect from the son of a killer and an FBI agent.
There is a cliffhanger but what great book doesn’t have you wanting more? I am looking forward to the next book…
4 STARS!!
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Sinclair Breckenridge’s POV:
“I’m in the business of boundaries and limits. I’m aware of what mine are and how far I’m willing to go to get my job accomplished. It can include lying and sometimes stealing.” I wait a moment for driving the last nail into the coffin. “And perhaps the occasional killing.”
“How do you feel when you do those things?”
“Powerful.” I purposely choose that word because it’s the one she used to describe how she felt when she brought Duff to his knees. I want her to see just how similar we are.
She watches out the window for a minute before speaking again. “Do you like the way it feels?”
I can’t lie. I get a high from it. “Very much.”
Another minute passes. “Okay.”
What? “Just … okay?”
“Would you like me to be horrified?” she asks. “I can do that if it would make you feel better or improve your opinion of me.”
She’s no fucking Pollyanna. So I guess there’s no reason for her to pretend to be. “No. Okay works for me.”
I’m not sure if I should be disturbed by her lack of appall. It feels like a double standard to be shocked by an absence of dismay.
My God, has the pot met the kettle? “I wish I could get inside your head.”
“No, you don’t,” she says. “My mind is a dark place to be.”
I think I may have met the perfect woman. In her eyes, I’m not a monster at all.
