Zero Hours Series
Aimee Nicole Walker
Release Date: 09.22.19
Cover Design: Jay Aheer
Photographer: Wander Aguiar
Ground zero, noun: the center or origin of rapid, intense, or violent activity or change.
Heat, humidity, and homicide are things veteran detective Sawyer Key expects to encounter on his first day with the Savannah Police Department, but the hostile reception from his new partner catches him by surprise. Sawyer isn’t a stranger to heartache and recognizes that Royce Locke is a wounded man who’s reeling from a devastating loss. Relentless and patient in all things, Sawyer is determined to make the new partnership work.
Savannah, Georgia is known for her quirky people, oak trees draped in Spanish moss, and antebellum architecture. Beneath the Southern charm and hospitality, festering hatred and violence is soaring with the summer temperatures. Locke and Key find themselves at the epicenter when their first case involves the death of a former shock jock who appears to be the victim of vigilante justice.
Opposites in nearly every way, the two detectives set aside their differences to take back their city and restore law and order. From this reluctant truce, an intense attraction grows that will either tighten or shatter their tenuous bond. Falling for his partner spells inevitable disaster, but Sawyer’s always been a sucker for wounded things. Sawyer could be the key to the life Royce has always wanted, if he’s brave enough to trust him. The fuse is lit, the clock is running, and the zero hour is upon them. Tick tock.
Ground Zero is the first book in the Zero Hour series, which follows Locke and Key’s investigations and evolving relationship. Ground Zero has a happy-for-now ending with no cliffhanger. It contains mature language and sexual content intended for adults 18 and older.
This is first book in Aimee Nicole Walker’s Zero Hour series and an what an amazing start! This is book is filled with action, suspense and romance. I’m a sucker for detective partners with a bit of animosity in the beginning. (One of the reasons I loved Cut and Run by Abigail Roux so much)
This book is fully feom Sawyer’s POV and there were a lot of times I really wanted Royce’s POV. Alas, it’s not to be. Sawyer and Royce have this amazing chemistry that I can’t put into words. Also I just want to hug and protect Royce so bad. I think the next book is his POV and I can’t wait.
I love Bones! Love all shout outs to Hailey Turner, be it her cat, a character name or A Ferry of Bones and Gold audiobook. Nothing makes me more happy than Patrick and Jono in a different series. I cannot wait for the next book.
P.S:- I want a bear claw, dammit!
*ARC provided by the author via Vibrant Promotions in exchange for an honest and unbiased review
Locke tossed a file onto the conference table and ran his hands through his hair. “Maybe they saw our perp and are too scared to talk to the police, or maybe they invited them in to dry off and drink a cup of coffee to celebrate a job well done.”
Sawyer shook his head. “I’m serious.”
Locke sat up straight and stretched his arms over his head, working kinks out in his shoulders and upper back. “I am too. It’s hard to get witnesses to come forward when someone they like is a victim of a homicide. They’re often scared of payback if the killer finds out, and sometimes people are afraid of pointing the finger at a person who could be innocent.”He gestured to the stacks of boxes in the corner of the conference room. “Putz was a well-hated man.”
“You make a good point,”Sawyer agreed.
“I normally do, which is why you should listen when you hear the magnanimous gesture I’m about to make.”
“Hey, you’re not the only one who knows big words,
Golden Boy. I just wait to use mine when it really matters.”
“And it matters right this moment?” Sawyer asked.
“Yes, so are you ready to hear what I have to say?”
Sawyer dramatically gripped the conference table like he was bracing himself. “Ready.”
“He’s got jokes, folks,”Locke yelled through the open conference room door.
“Give him hell, Key,” Detective Blue from arson said as he passed by. He was built like a tank and spoke in a deep voice, reminding Sawyer of the late actor Michael Clarke Duncan.
Locke gave Blue the middle finger then looked at
Sawyer once more. “Go home.”
“Or I’ll regret it?” Sawyer asked, uncertain where the hell Locke was going.
“Go home because it’s your birthday, and there has to be a thousand things you’d rather do than sit here and sift through Putz’s hate mail.”
Ever since she was a little girl, Aimee Nicole Walker entertained herself with stories that popped into her head. Now she gets paid to tell those stories to other people. She wears many titles—wife, mom, and animal lover are just a few of them. Her absolute favorite title is champion of the happily ever after. Love inspires everything she does, music keeps her sane, and coffee is the magic elixir that fuels her day. I’d love to hear from you