The Final Seven [The Lightkeepers #1] by Erica Spindler
Published: February 11, 2016
Publisher: Erica Spindler Books
Format: via NetGalley
The first Saturday in July. . .
A missing coed . . .
The number seven carved into her door . . .
The countdown has begun.
THE FINAL SEVEN
New Orleans Detective Micki Dee Dare is a seasoned, no-nonsense cop. She doesn't need a partner, especially not Zach “Hollywood” Harris, an irreverent charmer, fresh out of an experimental FBI program. And her assignment — keep him alive while he fights crime using the special skills he brings to the table — is not what she signed up for. But the die has been cast and there's nothing she can do about it.
Micki soon realizes there's more to her partner than meets the eye—and more at stake than catching bad guys and closing cases. There’s a new kind of evil at work the Crescent City, more cunning, more powerful than any she’s ever encountered. And she and Zach may be the only ones who can stop it.
As another coed goes missing and the darkness closes in, Micki must face a terrifying truth: this time she might not make it. This time, the evil they’re facing might destroy them all . . .
Full of surprise twists and unexpected turns, The Final Seven is a heart-pounding thriller that will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very last page.
First off I’m a huge fan of Erica Spindler, I love her suspense books so when I was offered a chance to read her newest book I jumped at the chance. I was a bit surprised when I realized this was a little different from her books I had read before, I’m not really a fan of paranormal books but I thought I would give it a try.
I’m glad to say I was pleasantly surprised and I fully enjoyed this read. It has everything that I have come to love when it comes to Erica’s books, that is the suspense, mystery and wonderfully written characters some of which you root for and others that you don’t quite trust. I enjoy how you never know who is trustworthy and the twist and turns are something I think Erica does like no other.
I don’t want to go into too many details because there is so much going on but I did love the Southern backdrop. The New Orleans feel just brought that much more into the plot that it was like another character. The chemistry between the two main characters is something I thought was very interesting. I enjoyed the back and forth that these two had and how there is always that doubt between the two of them. They never give too much of themselves to each other, they always keep things very close to the sleeve. I truly think this first book in the series has laid the wonderful groundwork for what’s to come in a series that is bound to be another winner in the author’s work thus far.
“Good morning, Detective Dare,” the agent in charge began. “Welcome to the Sixers program.”
She didn’t respond and he went on. “Your job is to protect Harris at all costs. From all quarters. The success of this project could determine the future of law enforcement.”
Micki held his gaze. “From all quarters. What does that mean?”
“You back him up, no matter what the circumstance.”
“He screws up, I take the hit?”
“Or the bullet?”
“Hopefully, it won’t come to that.”
“It comes to that every day, Agent Parker. May I ask you a question?”
“Why so secretive?”
“A question I believe you already know the answer to. The general public isn’t ready for this. The media attention would make it impossible for our operatives to perform and for us to evaluate those performances.”
“So Harris here, using his “superpowers,” finds us our perp, and we use legitimate science to nail him.”
“Excellent assessment, Detective. Law enforcement for the twenty-first century and beyond.”
She swiveled to face her new partner. “What am I thinking?”
“Detective Harris doesn’t read minds,” Parker said. “He perceives events, future and past. Picks up the echoes of acts and feelings. Snatches of thoughts, past and present.”
“Pictures, sometimes,” Zach offered. “Mostly like faded snapshots, though occasionally vivid. It’s unpredictable.”
“Unpredictable,” she repeated. “Now, that’ll help me sleep at night.”
Agent Parker cocked an eyebrow. “You’re in a dangerous, unpredictable profession, Detective Dare. What does help you sleep at night?”
She unclipped her service weapon from its holster and laid it on the table. “Glock. .40 caliber, semi-automatic. A full magazine with a bullet chambered. Having a partner I can trust. One I’ve worked beside, depended on, and with the same training as mine. One who I know, without a doubt, has my back.”
Harris swiveled to face her. The man was eye candy, Micki thought. Knock-down gorgeous. If only he had the decency to look like a troll.
He reached across the table. “Your hand, Detective Dare.”
She hesitated a moment, then laid her hand in his. He closed his fingers around hers. She experienced the slightest tingling sensation, as if something had passed between them.
“You’re pissed about this whole thing,” he said. “You think this initiative is bullshit and you’re furious you drew the short straw—”
“I think I’ve made that more than obvious.”
“—even though I am eye candy.” The corners of his lips lifted. “You wish I looked like a troll.”
“This is ridiculous!”
She moved to snatch her hand away; he stopped her by grasping it more tightly. “And I don’t suggest you use that get-out-of-jail-free card.” He lowered his voice. “It wouldn’t work out so well for you. These guys don’t play.”
The room went silent. She felt all eyes on her. She squared her shoulders. “Seriously? That’s all you’ve got?”
He laughed and released her hand. “I like you, Mick. We’ll get along just fine.”