Powerful men hire Lola Whitman to write their memoirs. They never know the FBI is listening. For nine years, Lola has been the Bureau’s secret weapon: the ghostwriter whose clients confess and never suspect a thing. Three books. Three arrests. One more, and she is finally free. Then Ezekiel Crane finds her in a dusty Arizona bookstore. The world’s youngest billionaire. Heir to a surveillance empire that watches everyone and answers to no one. He wants Lola to write his memoir, and when she says no, he wins her yes in a desert street race. The FBI can’t believe its luck. Neither can she. The job comes with a private jet, a suite in the lighthouse on his fog-wrapped Bay Area estate, and elaborate parties on Alcatraz with Silicon Valley royalty. It comes with Eze himself. Magnetic. Guarded. A man who could have anyone, looking at Lola as if she is the only thing worth watching in an empire built on watching. One problem: everything Eze tells her belongs to the FBI. The more nights Lola spends in his world, the harder she falls for the one man she can never be honest with. What she wants now is the one thing she can’t put on tape. In a mansion with a thousand eyes, no one stays a ghost for long.
