The Outpost (Jamison Valley, #4)

by Devney Perry

The truth was that I had been reckless. I had been blinded by the allure of heroics. But I wasn’t a hero. I was a fool.

Uh yeah u fucked a dude just to be able to write a story about him

Too many lines had been crossed. Too many of my principles had been compromised. Over the years, I’d lied to get information from sources. I’d manipulated confessions from witnesses who had wanted to remain quiet. But using sex and seduction to get the Federov story had been my final fall from grace.

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I’d slept my way to a story. Had I screwed him to get evidence to stop his criminal empire? Yes. Had I had sex with him because I’d known it would advance my career? Unfortunately, the answer to that question was also yes. I’d slept with Anton—a man I loathed—for months because I’d wanted to become the next Diane Sawyer or Barbara Walters.

Yucky