This small picture just doesn’t do the cover justice. If you look close you’ll see the tatoo running up the back just like our Hero Joe Green has in the book. These are like a twisted rope and in the rope are the names of the “brothers” Joe has lost. One of the names is Brian Tompkins, brother of Joe’s girlfriend and lover Stephanie. Brian’s death still haunts Joe and is about to tear his world apart when he goes after some answers.  I love the title of this book – Last Man Standing and also if you look real close the there seems to be a scar on the models cheek too. It helps add that little dash of trilling danger and sexy. I truly feel the cover has captured Joe spot on. He looks so intense and sexy as hell at the same time.

Well the BOI’s are back in town! Last Man Standing is the 7th and sadly last book in Cindy Gerard’s Black Ops Inc or BOI’s ( said like Boys) series.  Cindy has done an excellent job wrapping up this series while opening the door and pre-paring for a spin-off series.

This story is all about Joe Green – aka Mean Joe Green – ex-CIA operative now working for Nate Black in the private sector. I think of it like this….going where the US Government can’t or won’t go, to get the job done. We’ve “seen” Joe through-out the series – he’s the big quiet one whose feelings run deep and true.  Loyal, always there, the one you can count on to watch your back…to be The Last Man Standing.

Stephanie Tompkins our heroine has been Joe’s port in the storm so to speak – his soft and safe place to land, keeping him grounded. She has been patient with Joe knowing he would need time before he could open his soul to her but she’s about to show him she has a spine of steel under all her feminine softness. And that she is more than qualified for the job of loving him.

Stephanie certainly shows Joe what’s she’s made of and  it’s just not sugar and spice when she helps orchestrates his escape from the bowels of hell also known as a prison in Freetown South Africa. She enlists the help of some teenage ex-RAF soldiers that Joe helped escape years before. Though she is at times scared spitless she is ready and able to do whatever is needed to save Joe even if she has to let him go in the end.

This book is filled with Excitement, suspense, emotional turmoil, betrayal and enough twists and turns to keep you guessing; then cheering for the good guys. I have enjoyed the BOI’s series and how interactive all the characters are and how new characters are introduced and worked into the story. Each book gives us a chance to catch up with the BOI’s and their are babies!!! Yes, love to hear about the babies and there is a surprise baby that will tickle you pink, I laughed and shouted Yes!. We meet some new characters like Suah and Ty, who I hope to see in the next series. I will tell you that there is a little excerpt at the end for Cindy’s next book and it features “Primetime” Mike Brown a secondary character we’ve met in a few of the BOI’s books. Yes, I was hoping to see him get his own story  – every good man deserves his own story.

I can’t say much more because I want the surprises in the story to be surprises. This story receives 5 tail swishes on my scale ladies. If you haven’t already read it I hope you get a chance too.

Well let’s look at all the official stuff from Cindy’s site.

    A deadly mission. A thirst for revenge. One headstrong alpha hero and one daring woman will settle the score.

Special operative Joe Green has gone vigilante.  His mission, avenge his Black Ops.,Inc. brother’s death during a bloody ambush years ago in Sierra Leone.  He refuses to drag the BOI team or his lover, Stephanie Tompkins, into the hunt for the man responsible, so when he finds himself beaten, starving, and alone after being falsely imprisoned for the murder of a Freetown priest, he knows he’s as good as dead.

Joe meant to protect Stephanie when he walked out on their relationship, but he can’t stop her now from executing his escape.  Breaking him out of prison is the easy part.  After Joe’s explosive theory pans out and his cunning enemy emerges as the front-runner for a high level presidential appointment, he and Stephanie must race to derail the traitor’s conspiracy if they are to save their loved ones, the nation and each other.

Excerpt:    PROLOGUE

Freetown, Sierra Leone

Joe Green was as good as dead. He’d known it the moment he’d started digging for answers to questions no one wanted asked.

What he hadn’t known was the havoc his hunt would create.

What he hadn’t wanted was for the priest to die.

“No, man. Oh no, man. You—”

“Quiet,” Joe snapped when Suah’s whisper echoed through the cavernous nave of the Sacred Heart Cathedral.

The teen-aged boy at his side was frozen in shock. On the cold stone floor, blood pooled beneath the holy man’s head, crept around the base of the chancel rail, then spilled down the step to the altar.

Joe dropped to a knee and pressed his fingers to the cleric’s neck. No pulse. And no life in the eyes that stared blankly at the stained glass windows.

“Is he—?”

Joe swallowed heavily. “Yeah. He’s dead.”

Regret, self-disgust and defeat pounded through his veins, a reminder that what he had started would come to no good end.

No good end? Jesus. The priest was dead. Ends didn’t come much worse than this.

He glanced up, beyond gold candlesticks on the high altar, above yards of maroon velvet cascading from an alcove that hosted a life-sized statue of a benevolent Christ. Pale candlelight flickered eerily through the church, casting his and Suah’s shadows in tall, wavy relief along the far wall, like ghosts already here to claim the priest’s soul.

He lowered his head into his hand. God help him … what had he done?

The thick wooden doors at the front of the cathedral swung open with a heavy, echoing thud. He whipped his head around to see several uniformed officers storm into the nave. The police – Freetown’s bastion of corrupt law enforcement – had arrived in force and put an end to any hope of a quick search of the cleric’s prostrate body.

“Hide before they spot you,” he whispered urgently when Suah stood there, petrified in fear. “Hurry! Duck under the high altar.”

He shot to his feet and gave the boy a shove as the contingent of gunmen raced down the center aisle between the rows of worn wooden pews. Satisfied that the kid was well hidden beneath the draping cloth, he made certain the men got a glimpse of him then sprinted for the sacristy, leading them away from Suah.

He got as far as the Epistle door and swung it open. The rattle of rifles being shouldered and the ‘snick-click’ of a dozen safeties switching to off position greeted him. The beams of as many flashlights blinded him.

He was surrounded.

“Hands in the air,” a voice shouted from behind him.

Slowly, he did as he was told. Slower still, he turned around … and stared into the dark, angry faces of the men who had passed the priest’s body to get to him.

Without warning, the butt end of an assault rifle swung around hard and slammed into his temple.

He fell to all fours, fighting both a screaming pain and the hard pull of unconsciousness. Yeah, he thought again, just before the darkness sucked him under. He was as good as dead.

Here are the covers incase you need to catch up in the series.


Z Seawitch   Oh and I will be traveling today back to WV from RI so I will pop in when I can.