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Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 63895 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
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The Hammerhead Heist (The Rainbow's Seven #2)

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Max Walker
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English
ISBN/ ASIN:
B0B2KMR5Z6
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Roman and Wyatt’s sunset job didn’t go as planned. Now, the Rainbow’s Seven is fractured and at their lowest point yet, defeat right around the corner. Each of them are going to have to dig deep if they want to come out on top and pull off the most important heist of their lives.
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Chapter 1

Roman Ashford

Roman had never felt more defeated.

He’d been in bad situations before but never like this. Never trapped inside of a tiny white box like a powerless rat, ready to chew off its own tail if that meant a successful escape.

Three excruciatingly long weeks had passed since the sunset job blew up in their faces. Three weeks of being held in solitary confinement at a maximum-security prison, unsure of who or what could get him out of this.

Three weeks of wishing Salt was back in his arms. Wondering how he was doing, what he was feeling. That was probably what hurt him the most. Not the fact that they’d lost their shot at being billionaires, but that he’d fucked up his chance to be happy with Wyatt. It was history repeating itself in the worst possible way, and Roman felt like there was nothing he could do about it.

Well… almost nothing.

Roman didn’t land his position as the head of the Rainbow’s Seven just because of his looks. Even though defeat and depression blunted the edges of his usually sharp thoughts, he could still push through and glimpse the light on the other side. It kept his mind busy, spinning in multiple directions, trying to figure out what could be his best possible chance of escape.

No windows, no clearly marked exits, food was delivered to him, the bathroom was in the corner of his cell, and he got no yard time. To many, it would seem like an insurmountable challenge.

But Roman saw opportunity, and her name was Aimee Saurez, the corrections officer assigned to bring him his food and walk past his cell every hour on the hour. He understood that this impenetrable fortress only appeared that way on the surface, but wherever there were humans, Roman had learned that there’d be mistakes. He’d already managed to get a few cordial sentences out of her and was beginning to notice a difference in the care she’d take with the food. At first, it would be shoved into the receptacle in the bars and left there, two stems of soggy broccoli hanging off the plate next to what could be presumed to be mashed potatoes.

Now, the plate would be placed down gently with a “here you go” and the faintest of smiles.

And there were three stems of broccoli instead of two.

“Here you go,” Aimee said, pushing the plate into the tiny case.

“Thank you,” Roman replied as he grabbed the paper plate with a warm smile, surprised to see a flicker of it returned his way.

“Eat up. I’ll be back in fifteen to take you to your lawyer.”

Roman nodded, unable to feel any kind of optimism over the meeting. He knew the law wouldn’t help him in this situation, not when he was up against the United States government. He had money from his past jobs and knew he could hire the best legal team this side of the Milky Way and he’d still be fighting an uphill battle.

He chewed on the green, mushy rope cosplaying as a vegetable. He sat on the edge of his steel cot, staring down at the cement floors painted in a Pollock pattern of various suspicious stains. His thoughts began to drift, floating toward Wyatt, picturing his smile and trying to imagine his fingers tracing gentle circles across his back. The sensation of his kiss, of his lips, his body. The sound of his laughter and the brightness behind those freckle-framed eyes.

He’d give everything up to be back with him. More than his freedom, more than the sunset job. He’d give up anything if it meant being able to hold Wyatt in his arms again. Their past had been an incredibly rocky one, and he’d been counting on their future balancing out with a smooth road. He never pictured that the road would be made of fucking lava and fireproof piranhas. Nothing about this could be considered “smooth.” Nothing about this was the happily ever after Roman had envisioned for him and his other half.

“Fuck,” Roman said, setting the plate on the bed and dropping his head in his hands.

How could he get out of here? This wasn’t like in the movies, when someone would use a flatted toothbrush to dig a way out or would have a hole in the wall covered by a Playboy poster. He needed to be smarter than that. Had to use the system against itself. Exploit the biggest weakness he could manage to find.

“All done?” Aimee asked, her keys jingling from the belt on her hip. She stared at him through the bars, hawk-like brown eyes scanning him and the cell. She had a few arm tattoos on her left arm. One of them caught Roman’s attention—a realistic black-and-white photo of a baby boy, smiling up at him from her forearm.


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Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 65552 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
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(The Rainbow's Seven #1) The Sunset Job

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Max Walker
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9798830419161
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Wyatt Hernandez is working a dead-end tech job at the Miami Science Museum, struggling to support himself and his sister. An expulsion from Yale University made him largely unemployable and left him uninspired and utterly lost.
Roman Ashford is working different “jobs” and raking in the cash. But one job promises the biggest reward yet. In order to complete it, he has to assemble a crew: the Rainbow’s Seven.
Roman is at six out of the seven when he goes to Wyatt for help, knowing how skilled the freckled-face man is behind a computer. He explains it’s a heist that would have them traveling the world, promising riches beyond belief. If they succeed.
It might have been an easy choice for Wyatt, if only Roman hadn’t been the primary reason behind his expulsion—along with being his first and only love.
Things grow more complicated when a rival group shows that they’ll stop at nothing to finish the heist first. Suddenly, more than the success of the job is on the line. The crew will be put through a series of harrowing tests, and so will Roman and Wyatt’s second-chance at a happily ever after.
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THE SUNSET JOB is the first book in The Rainbow's Seven duology. It's a full-length queer heist romance that should be read in order.
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Chapter 1

Wyatt Hernandez

A gaggle of uniformed children burst through the bright red doors and into the Miami Science Center, crowding around a table that was meant to show how tides worked, water funneling in from one end and covering the fake beach to the intense excitement for the gathered fourth graders. One of their chaperones came over to Wyatt Hernandez and drew his attention up from the computer screen, her dark green nails tapping rhythmically across the white countertop.

“Hi, sir, I was just wondering at what time the Planetarium Show starts?”

Wyatt tried his hardest not to glance at the massive sign that hung above her, the words “Trip Around the Galaxy Show: Every hour on the hour.” twinkling across it as if written in stars. The skylights around the sign opened up to a cloudless blue expanse, the sun beaming through the glass.

“It starts every hour and lasts fifteen minutes. I’d suggest getting there five minutes before so you can get everyone settled in.”

“Perfect, thanks so much.” She offered a friendly smile and turned, looking up at the sign and muttering something under her breath before working to wrangle the class.

Wyatt got back to reading the gossip article that filled up his screen, clicking through the annoying slideshow of information and battling a hundred different pop-ups, all to find out that the actress and rock star ended up divorcing amicably.

He rolled his eyes and clicked out of the article, opening another window displaying lines and lines of code. This was really the only reason why he stayed in this job, the fact that he could sit and work on his side projects without anyone stopping him. It certainly wasn’t because of the pay or the people, that was for sure. He could have made more managing an IT department somewhere, but that would mean he’d have actual responsibilities and eyes over his shoulder, making it much harder for him to work on his side projects.

So he stayed, surrounded by the chatter of excited kids and the slumped shoulders of the exhausted adults.

Today, he worked on an app idea that wouldn’t function the way he wanted. He could normally handle a couple of bugs with his eyes shut and one hand tied behind his back, but something must have happened early on in the code and cascaded outward, creating a tangled web of brackets and letters and numbers. He cracked his knuckles and dug in, feeling the usual thrill that came with a complicated coding problem unfurling in front of him.

“Excuse me.”

Wyatt’s eyes drew up from the screen and landed on a bright smile. The woman in front of the desk appeared as if she had her own personal spotlight shining down on her, her raven-black hair perfectly framing an angular face with pouty lips and eyes crowned with orange eye shadow.

“Hi, yes, how can I help you?”

The woman leaned forward and dropped her voice so that Wyatt also had to lean to hear her. “I’m assisting a celebrity with a top secret music video they’re shooting. I can’t say the name, or I’m pretty sure the NDA magically appears and suffocates me, but I promise you’ve heard of them. You might even be part of the hive.”

Wyatt perked up, that last word serving as a juicy hint. “Would you like me to call our events manager?”

“Actually, I’ve worked with Gina before, back when she was at the Natural History Museum. If you could just unlock the door to the offices, I can go and have a chat with her.” She shot a hurried glance at her gold wristwatch. “It’s time-sensitive.”

“Right, of course, let me just call ahea—”

“No need,” she said, reaching across the desk and placing a soft hand on Wyatt’s, pushing it off the phone. “I talked to her yesterday. She’s expecting me.”

Wyatt chewed the inside of his cheek. His inner voice was riddled with anxiety about getting in trouble with the higher-ups, which likely came from his experience of getting thrown out of college. It had left him with a permanent weight of anxiety every time he thought about upsetting any authority figures. And letting an unauthorized guest through a locked door that held not only administrative offices but also storage rooms for highly valuable and irreplaceable items was definitely listed as a “no-no” somewhere in the employee handbook.

The woman must have sensed his hesitation. She clicked open the strap on her black leather purse and pulled out her phone. A moment later and she was speaking, no longer in hushed tones. “Hey, B, yeah, we might need to scrap the—I know, I know how much this means to you. What about—right, of course. No, I thought the staff would be aware. Can you—”

Wyatt got up, keys jingling in his hand. “It’s okay. I’ll walk you to her office.”


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