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Nine years ago Kate Grayhawk Pendelton walked into Wyatt Shaw's life—and out of it the next morning. Now Wyatt's back—and has the power to shatter Kate's future with the man she loves.
By reputation, Wyatt Shaw is a brutal killer who always gets what he wants. And he wants Kate and her twin eight-year-old sons.
Texas Ranger Jack McKinley is hot on Wyatt Shaw's trail. The presumed heir to the D'Amato crime syndicate is threatening to steal the woman he loves.
Holly McKinley is fighting to keep Jack from leaving her for another woman. Now the secret she's kept for over twenty years may save their son's life, and cost her the only man she's ever loved.
- Sales Rank: #459517 in Books
- Brand: Mira
- Published on: 2009-12-29
- Released on: 2009-12-29
- Original language: English
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- Dimensions: 6.62" h x .89" w x 4.21" l,
- Binding: Mass Market Paperback
- 432 pages
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About the Author
Joan Johnston is the top ten New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of more than 50 novels and novellas with more than 15 million copies of her books in print. She has been a director of theatre, drama critic, newspaper editor, college professor and attorney on her way to becoming a full-time writer. You can find out more about Joan at her Website, www.joanjohnston.com or on Facebook at www.facebook.com/joanjohnstonauthor
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"Why are you here?"
Private Investigator Harry Dickenson felt a shiver roll down his spine at the sound of Wyatt Shaw's quiet, raspy voice. Shaw stared at him from ruthless gray eyes, his lean, powerful body coiled behind a stone-and-glass desk, like a silent predator stalking unsuspecting prey.
Harry wondered if the rumors he'd heard were true. Was he alone with a brutal killer? Someone who'd, literally, gotten away with murder?
Harry's blood felt like ice in his veins, despite the heat of the April sun streaming through a wall of windows. He was standing on the top floor of the newest, and by far grandest, Shaw Tower, a combination hotel, condominium and office building in downtown Houston, Texas. From his vertigo-inducing perch, Harry could see the far-reaching geographic boundaries of the city, nearly forty miles away.
It was hard to believe how much of that real estate was controlled by the indecently wealthy man sitting before him. Was it so wrong to want a little piece of that pie for himself? This was Harry's first venture into extortion, and he was a little nervous. But he was certain Shaw would pay—and pay well—to learn the tantalizing secret he'd come here to sell.
Harry tried to meet Shaw's piercing gaze as he made his demand for cash, but he couldn't quite raise his eyes that last six inches. He focused instead on the crisp collar of Shaw's white shirt, the smooth knot of his patterned blue silk tie and the lapels of his dark blue blended wool suit, as he said, "I have information of vital interest to you."
"I'm listening," Shaw said.
Harry saw a flicker of movement over his shoulder and realized they were no longer alone in Shaw's office on the Tower's 80th floor. He started as a man two or three inches taller than Wyatt's reputed 6'4", and maybe fifty pounds heavier, stepped into his line of sight.
"You wanted me, Boss?" the man said, speaking to Shaw as though Harry wasn't there.
Harry wondered how the gargantuan man in a cheap brown suit—who reminded him of the enforcers he'd seen in Mafia movies—had been summoned and realized Shaw must have hit some button on his desk. He thought back to the female secretary in the outer office. The older, benign-looking lady in a skirt that fell two inches below her knees and sensible pumps had made him feel perfectly safe coming into what he could now see was a cage of steel and glass from which there was no escape.
Harry licked at the sweat above his lip, recognized it for the anxious gesture it was and stiffened his spine. He was the best at what he did precisely because he didn't allow himself to be intimidated.
Nevertheless, he felt his bowels shift in an instinctive animal response to mortal danger.
"I'll be with you in a minute," Shaw said to the big man he'd summoned. Then he fixed his steely gaze on Harry. "You were saying?"
Harry watched as the big man guarding the door, who had an ugly scar on his cheek and a crooked, many-times-broken nose, took a pose that reminded him of a military man "at ease," his meaty hands behind his back, his tree-trunk legs spread wide. The enforcer's dark eyes, under heavy black brows, stayed focused on Harry as though he were some lower form of life, a bug this big man would like to squash.
Harry mentally shook his head. He was anticipating trouble where there might be none. Shaw had done nothing overtly threatening. It was the information Harry had dug up on the man sitting across from him that was scaring him shitless.
Harry fought the urge to turn tail and run. He chided himself again for letting his imagination run wild. Surely Shaw would be grateful to hear what Harry had discovered, even if he was also shocked by the revelation.
"I want your agreement to pay before I tell you what I know."
Harry waited for Shaw to ask what it was or how much he wanted or refuse to pay or say something that would give him an idea where to go from there. He'd never suspected, when Governor Pendleton had hired him to hunt down the biological father of her daughter-in-law's twin sons, that his search would lead him to this enigmatic man.
He'd brought a picture of Lucky and Chance, in case Shaw asked to see them. The boys had blue eyes and black hair like their mother, Kate Pendleton. And were long and lanky, with square chins, strong noses and high cheekbones like their father, Wyatt Shaw.
Harry hadn't believed his luck when he'd finally stumbled on the truth. The governor had mentioned a reunion her son and Kate had attended in Austin at the Four Seasons. The trip would have been around the time of the twins' conception, nine years ago. Shaw hadn't been as well-known then, but the brand-new receptionist at the hotel, who'd taken his American Express card at the Austin, Texas, Four Seasons that fateful night, had become the current manager of the hotel.
The incident had remained fixed in her mind because it was the first of the new Centurion Cards—a black AMEX card with supposedly unlimited credit— she'd ever seen, and it had been handed to her by an extraordinarily good-looking young man with silver wings in his black hair.
The manager told him that when she'd recognized Wyatt Shaw with his infamous father on TV less than a year later, she'd marveled at how close she'd come to flirting with a dangerous criminal. She'd admitted to being jealous, that long-ago evening, of the strikingly beautiful woman holding the handsome man's hand.
And yes, she'd confirmed, the lady in the photo Harry had shown her was the same woman Wyatt Shaw had taken with him on the elevator to the penthouse suite he'd booked.
Harry had quickly realized he'd stumbled onto a gold mine. He could get paid again and again to keep his mouth shut about the information he'd discovered: Mob Boss Dante D'Amato's bastard son, Wyatt Shaw, was the father of Texas Governor Ann Wade Pendleton's grandsons.
Governor Pendleton, who'd hired him, would pay, of course. He could also sell his willing silence to the twins' very wealthy great-grandfathers, who'd probably fork over a hunk of money to keep the world from knowing who their granddaughter had screwed while she'd been married to another man.
Jackson Blackthorne, Kate Pendleton's paternal grandfather, owned a ranch the size of Vermont in South Texas called Bitter Creek. Kate's maternal grandfather, King Grayhawk, owned an equally impressive ranch called Kingdom Come in Wyoming, where he served as that state's governor. The two men were lifelong enemies, a fact Harry was sure he could use to his advantage.
The mind boggled at what the tabloids might pay for such juicy gossip.
In the end, Harry had decided that the man who stood to gain the most—the knowledge that he had eight-year-old twin sons—was the man who'd be willing to pay the most. So even before he told Governor Pendleton what he knew, or approached either of Kate's influential grandfathers, or phoned the first tabloid magazine, he'd come here to confront Shaw.
Considering the menacing man standing just inside the door, and the even more dangerous one sitting behind the desk, Harry knew he was walking a tightrope over an abyss.
Greed gave him the courage to take the next step.
Harry glanced at the hulking figure by the door, and said, "I want half a million."
The demand was met by silence.
Harry struggled not to fidget while he waited for Shaw to speak. He'd thought long and hard about how much he could ask Shaw to pay. He'd dreamed of a million, but realized if he got half of that, with what he'd already saved, he could buy a small fishing boat and a condo on the gulf near Corpus Christi and be set for the rest of his life. With a net worth over half a billion, half a million was a drop in the bucket for Shaw.
"I'm sure whatever it is you think you know isn't worth that kind of money," Shaw replied at last.
"This information has nothing to do with your… uh… business activities." Harry had nearly said illegal business activities. The U.S. Justice Department had been unable to prove Shaw had ill-gotten gains under the Racketeer Influenced and Corrupt Organizations (RICO) Act, although they'd taken him to court at least once to try. And the Houston cops hadn't yet found enough evidence—despite the woman found strangled in Shaw's bed six weeks ago—to charge him with murder.
Wyatt Shaw seemed to walk between raindrops.
But Harry knew the rich man's life hadn't always been so blessed.
His mother had been Dante D'Amato's mistress until her death, under suspicious circumstances, when Shaw was twelve. The child born on the wrong side of the blanket, so to speak, had succeeded so spectacularly that the government—read FBI—refused to believe he'd done it without help from the mob.
Harry was pretty sure the Feds monitored every dollar in and out of Shaw's many business activities, looking for enough evidence to bring down his empire. Which only convinced Harry that Shaw would know how to pay him the half mil without raising any red flags for the IRS.
"Has to be a woman," Shaw said in disgust. "What is she claiming?"
Harry had expected the dismissive look on Shaw's face. The man had never been married and didn't have a steady girlfriend, though there was no shortage of women in his life. Harry had discovered from a lady lawyer Shaw briefly dated that he always took precautions to ensure there was no unwanted child.
Which made Harry wonder if the dead woman found in Shaw's penthouse suite might have been pregnant. And trying to extort money from Shaw. As he was.
Harry shuddered. The medical examiner's report on the murder victim hadn't been released to the public yet, and Harry's usual connection in the M.E.'s office had been too spooked to leak it to him. Which meant anything was possible.
Harry's investigation also revealed that Shaw usually bedded his dates in his—now infamous—penthouse at the Shaw Tower, or an equivalent locale. Not one of them had been to his personal retreat, a ranch compound north of Houston.
Ancient live oaks, which never completely shed their leaves, kept the structures within Shaw's compound hidden from Google Earth. But from county records, Harry knew Shaw had built a modest, four-bedroom home, stables large enough to hold a dozen sleek quarter horses and on-site housing, a sort of bunkhouse, for his security team. To guarantee his privacy, Shaw had surrounded the compound with eight-foot-high river-rock walls.
His isolated compound—and his isolated lifestyle— made a powerful statement: Shaw lived a life without strings, a life without human connections. So Harry expected him to resist the idea that he had twin sons, maybe even to dismiss Harry's suggestion as ridiculous.
Luckily, Harry had proof. DNA results made it 99.9 percent certain that Shaw was the twins' father.
"Who sent you here?" Shaw asked.
"I want your promise to pay before I say anything more."
"You'd take my word?" Shaw said cynically, lifting a brow.
Harry shrugged. "You have a reputation for sticking by it in business deals." Which this was. Sort of.
"Bruce, escort this man from the premises."
"Wait!" Harry reached into his jacket and found his wrist handcuffed by Bruce's gigantic hand. How had the big man moved so fast? "I don't have a weapon," Harry babbled, afraid the monster was going to crush his bones. "There are papers in my jacket. And a photo."
"Let him go," Shaw said.
With a shaking hand, Harry pulled out the papers he'd been reaching for, which had been folded in his suit coat pocket. They rustled as he unfolded them and took the few steps forward to lay them on Shaw's desk.
Shaw spread the papers apart and stared at them, his brow furrowed. "This looks like—"
"It's the results of a DNA test," Harry interrupted. "You can see that the first chart matches the second two almost exactly."
"The second two?"
"You have twin eight-year-old sons," Harry blurted.
Shaw's brows arrowed down and his lips pressed flat.
Harry was afraid to breathe, waiting for Shaw to deny paternity despite the DNA results. He expected the businessman to ask how Harry had gotten his DNA. It had been easy, since the man ate most of his meals in restaurants. A fork he'd eaten from, a glass he'd drunk from, was all Harry had needed.
Instead, Shaw said, "Who's the mother?"
Harry licked his lips. "Half a million."
Shaw nodded curtly.
"Her name is Kate Grayhawk Pendleton. She's the governor's daughter-in-law. She lives in San Antonio." He laid a 4"x6" photograph beside the DNA results on the table. It showed the smiling mother standing between her identical grinning sons, one slender arm resting on each boy's narrow shoulder.
Harry watched several emotions flicker in Wyatt Shaw's narrowed gaze, none of which were pleasant. The expected shock. Anger. Disgust. And then, a great deal more anger.
"Her husband?" Shaw asked.
"She was widowed eighteen months ago. Her husband died serving in Afghanistan."
Harry was glad for the husband's sake that he was dead. And he wouldn't have wanted to be in the woman's shoes when Shaw caught up to her. For half a million, he figured he owed Shaw a heads-up on the woman's current situation. After all, the businessman had been back and forth to China a dozen times over the past six months and might not have kept up with the local news.
"Mrs. Pendleton was shot last October by that assassin trying to kill the governor. She was in a coma for four months and spent about six weeks in a rehab facility. She seems to have come out of it just fine. She went home ten days ago."
"Tell my secretary where you want the money wired," Shaw said through tight jaws.
Harry couldn't believe it had been that easy. Couldn't believe Shaw was actually going to pay.
Then he saw Shaw's glance slide to Bruce, watched his chin drop the littlest bit, sending some kind of message to the big man. Harry felt the sudden urge to run. For a moment he was frozen, like a frightened rabbit, panting for breath.
Then he made his move.
His eyes darted from Shaw to the big man as he hurriedly backed his way out of the office, leaving the test results and the photograph on the glass in front of Shaw, letting the heavy wooden door slide silently closed behind him. He glanced over his shoulder, alarmed to see Bruce pass through the same door a few seconds later.
Harry paused at the secretary's desk long enough to say, "I'll give you a call and let you know where to wire the money."
She didn't ask "What money?" She must be used to business deals made on a handshake. Or in this case, a chin nod.
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43 of 43 people found the following review helpful.
Ridiculous and Unrealistic -- Spoilers Ahead
By Elena
I loved Joan Johnston's Hawk's Way series. I even loved the Women of the Lone Star series (prequels to the Bitter Creek series). I happened across a free copy of "The Cowboy" which is first in this series. There were some inconsistencies and details that didn't add up, but I really liked it. At the same time, I was sorry to see that it was part of a new series which I felt compelled to finish. That's just the kind of person I am. The first three or four books that focused on the Creeds and Blackthornes were really good (despite further details that didn't gibe) but eventually, they became less realistic and enjoyable. By the time "A Stranger's Game" came out, I didn't buy it but rather checked it out from the library. I'm glad I did too; it wasn't very good. But despite the flaws, the overall storylines were basically good and the heat between the lovers was almost palpable. Kate and Jack were no exception. In fact, I bought this book to read what I thought was their story.
For those who begin the series with this book, they're missing what it was like between these two. The way they were written, you could tell the author meant for them to be together but somewhere along the line, she decided to change direction. The attraction was immediate between Jack and Kate, but he avoided her because she was too young and he was too jaded. In the last book, Jack admitted that he first realized he loved her when she married J.D., that he had loved her for a long time, that he always would, that she was a part of him and always would be and that one of the reasons he married his wife was to resist the temptation of Kate. For her part, Kate fell hard and fast and the two loved each other during marriages to other people. At the end of the last book, two months after Kate's coma, Jack begged Kate to awaken and said once again that he loved her and that they were meant to be together, to spend their lives together. If we're expected to believe the timeline of the current book, this had taken place after Jack slept with his soon-to-be ex. And btw, "A Stranger's Game" made his divorce seem quite imminent (as in any day now) and he even said he wasn't sorry the marriage was over. I can understand why fans who've asked for Jack and Kate's story for years are upset. It's a lousy thing to do to loyal readers.
Despite this, there are so many ridiculous and unrealistic things happening in "Shattered" that I was left shaking my head. Where to begin:
1. After hearing Jack slept with his wife and got her pregnant, Kate still wants to move in together.
2. After meeting the twins' true father again, Kate moves in with him that day and sleeps with him that night knowing he's the son of a mobster and perhaps a murderer as well (a subject that is never fully addressed). Earlier that day, she was hot and heavy with Jack.
3. After discovering Kate slept with Wyatt, Jack is upset but still wants to work things out. They both profess their love.
4. Kate sleeps in a stranger's room for three months with her eight-year-old sons in the house. They don't know this guy from Adam but think she and Jack are together. Yeah, right.
5. Kate learns who Wyatt is while watching the news years earlier, but he supposedly searches for her for nine years. Apparently, this rich and powerful man never watches TV or reads the newspaper. Kate is the daughter-in-law of the Texas governor who is currently running for president. Surely, she would have appeared in the media while attending various political functions, during the time of her husband's alleged death and funeral coverage and around the time she was shot just a few months earlier at yet another high profile political event.
6. Jack and Holly discuss attending Kate's husband's funeral in Arlington 18 months ago yet the last book had Jack and Kate meeting again (about six months ago) after nine years and meeting the governor for the first time. This book has Holly and Kate meeting for the first time.
7. Jack and Holly's six-year-old son has the most severe form of leukemia and spends several months in the hospital, dying slowly, yet his parents don't seem to spend the night with him. Rather, they're at home making love and eating pizza. Jack is still searching for the bad guy and the book even says Holly doesn't see him for two weeks. She makes visits to her son while working at the hospital. When they find a bone marrow donor, they fly across the country to meet her. I couldn't believe one of them didn't stay behind because the boy is at death's door by this time. But the thing that had me howling with laughter is when they wait during the donor's bone marrow harvest and anticipate their son's subsequent transplant the next day. To occupy their minds, they make out on a couch in the parents' lounge where Holly tells Jack she wants him and can't wait to be alone together that night. WTH??? Totally unrealistic and kind of creepy.
8. Wyatt is surround by bodyguards all the time. His house is surrounded, his kids are covered, Kate is protected. Yet when they go up against the bad guys, they don't bring anyone with them.
I know this rant is long, but I've pretty much had it with the author. There are further flubbed details (Kate tells Wyatt her father is the first-born and mentions his twin brother and younger sister. She completely forgets her father's older brother, Trace [book #1]). Maybe it's time for the author to compile a chart of who's who. Also, I just didn't feel the connection between Kate and Wyatt or Jack and Holly, and I couldn't figure out why Wyatt is so fascinated/obsessed with Kate after all these years although I could feel the father/sons love (referring to Wyatt and the twins here -- Jack and his son aren't together enough to feel anything). Actually, I think I liked Wyatt's character in "Shattered" better than Jack's! I was most disappointed because I found Kate and Jack to be less likable and somewhat shallow in this book (especially Jack). Yeah, I know it's just fiction, but it was still a disappointment.
45 of 47 people found the following review helpful.
One star for a Shattered series
By Amazon Customer
I will warn that this contains only one spoiler but it's a doozy. How could Joan Johnston do this to her readers??? Kate and Jack were MEANT to be together!!! Ms. Johnston has been building up this couple since The Next Mrs. Blackthorn, which I believed was released in 2005, and she has blogged many times that her readers were constantly asking her about Kate and Jack's story. Then, she teased us with it in A Stranger's Game, ending that book with them almost together. So I rushed yesterday to pick up my copy of Shattered, and let me tell you, that's how I felt after reading it! How could she pair Jack, with the woman he was divorcing, and Kate with her ONE-NIGHT STAND, and think that would be okay with her readers?? I may be the only one to feel this way, but I don't think I have ever been as let down by an author as I am of Joan Johnston. Shattered will be the last book of Ms. Johnston's I ever purchase.
33 of 34 people found the following review helpful.
Appropriate title, given what Johnston has done to her readers!
By Daisy2010
This book will go down in history as one of the worst books I've ever read. I cannot agree more with all of the other 1-star reviews of this book -- especially the review that details all the inconsistencies and ridiculous plot holes in this novel. Spot on.
This book was just horrendously written, end of story. Some authors are able to draw out a story line over several books, keeping the readers interested in the characters, but never recounting those characters' histories in pages of paragraph-long info dumps that have no emotional value whatsoever. Ms. Johnston proved with this book that she is NOT one of those authors.
Most of this book felt like a verbal timeline of events, dissolving into chapters of "and then this happened, and then this happened, and then -- get this -- this happened..." without ever showing HOW the characters went through any of those events. It was a classic case of telling instead of showing and I found myself skipping entire chapters just to get to a live-action section. I can't see how anyone who picked up this book without reading the previous ones in this series could have cared anything for the two supposed lead characters, either individually or collectively.
I was a diehard Kate and Jack fan before I read this book, and I was so excited to hear that this book had finally come out, but despite all that enthusiasm for those characters, within a few chapters of reading this book, I didn't care about Kate or Jack. At all. It seemed like they had turned into horrible people who only cared about themselves, to the detriment of everyone else around them.
Plus, they were just plain stupid -- as were the majority of the other characters in the book. In one particular scene, a character had just dropped a decade-old bombshell on another and they were yelling about it, which was believable, given the circumstances, but then in the next minute, they were laughing at lighthearted jokes and making googly eyes at each other. There were several scenes like that , where characters who should've been at each other's throats were playfully joking with one another, like nothing significant had happened and everything was just water under the bridge -- without any of them ever doing anything to *make* the situation water under the bridge. It made me want to throw the book across the room.
**SPOILERS** The unforgivable crime in this book was the complete (figurative) assassination of Jack's character. He went from being the strong, honorable character in the previous books to a wishy-washy, back-stabbing pansy in this book -- and the fact that he did what he did while Kate was in a COMA, for crying out loud (and if you've read the book, you know what I'm talking about) was reprehensible. I know the author purposefully did this to further the plot, but it left me with such a fowl taste in my mouth that I had trouble finishing the book. At least Jack ended up with his perfect match in the end (and I do not mean that in a flattering way). **END SPOILERS**
Bottom line: if you're a fan of this series, this book might be a bitter pill to swallow. It was for me. I won't buy any more of this author's books.
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