A series of murders in New York City has stymied the police and FBI alike, and they suspect the culprit is a single killer sending an indecipherable message. But when two federal agents assigned to the investigation are taken out, the FBI takes a more personal interest in the case.
Special Agent Ty Grady is pulled out of undercover work after his case blows up in his face. He’s cocky, abrasive, and indisputably the best at what he does. But when he’s paired with Special Agent Zane Garrett, it’s hate at first sight. Garrett is the perfect image of an agent: serious, sober, and focused, which makes their partnership a classic cliche: total opposites, good cop-bad cop, the odd couple. They both know immediately that their partnership will pose more of an obstacle than the lack of evidence left by the murderer.
Practically before their special assignment starts, the murderer strikes again-this time at them. Now on the run, trying to track down a man who has focused on killing his pursuers, Grady and Garrett will have to figure out how to work together before they become two more notches in the murderer’s knife.
WARNING: MAJOR FANGIRLING AHEAD
Have you ever read a book, and then wondered afterwards what the hell your life was like before you got through those final pages? Well, that was my experience with Cut & Run. In fact, after I finished Cut & Run, I raced over to Amazon and emptied out my credit card buying the rest of the books in the series. I was completely bowled over.
Cut and Run is the first book in a series of the same name, and it was incredible. It may not necessarily be the best written book I’ve ever read-it was a little choppy-but, my God, it has the most heart. I know, I know; that sounds unbearably cheesy, but it’s the truth. I mean, you enjoy a book while you’re reading it and sometimes, if it’s really good, the characters and events stay with you for a little while after you’ve finished. With this book? It has stayed with me for months. So much so that I’ve decided to ignore the many books I haven’t read, just to reread this series.
We start off meeting Special Agent Ty Grady and Special Agent Zane Garrett. These guys are polar opposites, night and day, black and white, and every other cliched example you can think of. Ty appears to be a twitchy, abrasive, sarcastic slob, while Zane, Mr Cool-Calm-and-Collected, seems to have it all together. Pairing these two is a spectacularly bad idea, for many obvious reasons. As the reader, you can just see that the shit is going to hit the fan between these two. And, true to form, these boys spend a considerable amount of time snarling at one another. Ty resents Zane’s “pansy ass” image, and Ty’s devil-may-care attitude rubs Zane the wrong way. Despite their differences, they are put together on the Tri-State murder investigation. There is some lunatic running around, killing people in creative and disturbing ways. The police and FBI are stumped, but are convinced that the perp is a member of law enforcement. The hope is that bringing in outsiders will bring some much needed perspective.
The investigation is incredibly difficult for both Zane and Ty. They have to deal with uncooperative police officers, over-eager rookie FBI agents, and the hostility-and attraction- they feel for each other. It finally takes an explosion in FBI headquarters, one that nearly takes Zane off the case, to convince the guys that they need to work together. While the antagonism doesn’t necessarily end, Ty and Zane do their best to move past it and cooperate. They desperately want to catch this mo-fo before he strikes again and takes any more innocent lives. It was a little obvious who the bad guy was, but I didn’t feel like that detracted from the overall story. I think it may have even drawn me in more, because I was so filled with righteous indignation over who the little fucker was.
Ty and Zane’s relationship, both personal and professional, is super complicated. Getting passed their initial impressions of each other is hard. Zane has a hard time imagining that under Ty’s rough and tumble exterior, there lies a deadly and disciplined marine. Ty struggles to find the sensitivity to understand and empathise with Zane’s loss of his wife and his subsequent struggles with addiction. They have a hard time trusting each other and each man has his own demons to contend with. Plus, the sizzling chemistry between them is distracting them from the case and making them more than a little crabby. But when the attraction between Ty and Zane finally hits boiling point? Lets just say that they have zero problem cooperating. Dear sweet Lord, do they cooperate. I also loved the progression in Ty and Zane’s relationship. It wasn’t like one round of jaw-droppingly, eye-buldgingly sex magically cured them of all their problems. They still bitch at each other, they still struggle to find a middle ground.
I just… I don’t have enough time, space or words to give you a real idea of how much I loved this book. Gosh, this is going to sound dumb, but I was so moved after I finished it. I know some people aren’t too keen on the idea of reading M/M romance, but the fact that this is a romance between two guys is incidental. This is a story about two jaded, cynical, damaged people trying to find it in themselves to let another person in. And it’s beautiful.
So even if you never ever take my advice ever please, just this one time, go read this book. I can promise you that you will not regret it.
And because it’s my party, I’ll do what I want to: so I leave you with a few of my favourite bits (and it was effing hard to choose just these three) before I go.
After the aforementioned crazy hot sex, Ty and Zane are at each others’ throats again.
Ty changed quickly into something that wouldn’t get him kicked out of the federal building. He stood in front of the bathroom mirror and shook his head angrily, muttering to himself. Zane was starting to piss him off again. Which was good, he supposed. It meant the urge to lick him all over was passing, at least.
This scene took place after Ty and Zane’s reunion. Zane had gone undercover in Miami for a couple of months. Zane got shot and he prefers a DIY doctoring over seeing an actual doctor.
“Tough guy, huh?” Ty asked sarcastically. “I bet you got all kinds of action with that routine in Miami,” he muttered as he watched with a frown.
Zane lowered the glass and looked at Ty appraisingly as he tucked the bottle away. “Depends on what kind of action you’re talking about,” he said, being deliberately vague. Ty could be talking about fighting “action”. Possibly. If Ty were being true to form… that wouldn’t be it.
Ty just raised one eyebrow and shrugged. “If you got called papi more than once, then I want blood tests before I touch you again,” he said as he turned to the sink behind him and began washing his hands.
This took place after awful things happened. I’m not going to specify what because I don’t want to ruin anything. Zane took one too many tablets and he’s feeling a little… loopy.
“I’ve had worse.” Not really, though… “Had to get here. Had to find you.” He lurched to the side as dizziness hit him, and both men fell to their knees, neither one strong enough to fully support the other. “You were in the dark.”