ORDER A COPY: The Professor
Publisher: Carina Press
Publishing Date: January 23, 2012
E-Book: 295 pages
Rating: 4 stars
The Professor presses his palm against her flank, the warmth of her blood, hotter than her skin. Hot, like the life force that he has claimed. The power over life and death is the ultimate thrill.
Someone is murdering women on college campuses. Agent Mick O’Shaughnessy’s mission is simple: stop the killer. Following every lead, he meets Meg, the faculty advisor for one of the victims, who can help him track the killer through her campus connections.
Meg Connelly is focused on getting her master’s degree to show her estranged family she doesn’t need anybody’s help to succeed. There’s something about Mick she can’t resist, but the last time she let someone get close to her, it cost her everything.
As the investigation heats up, so does their relationship. But Mick’s interest in Meg doesn’t just endanger her heart—it puts her in the sights of the killer.
Once he gets her alone, he can take all the time he needs…
Agent Mick O’Shaughnessy is tracking a serial killer. A dangerous man who preys on young college woman. When his investigation takes him to a local college to investigate a possible lead, he is dumbstruck when he sees a beautiful young woman across the room.
Meg Connelly is a teaching assistant, just trying to finish her masters, so she can begin her future. She doesn’t have time for Mick or the powerful draw between them.
But Mick isn’t the only one with eyes for the intriguing Meg. The killer is also fixated on her. The question now is can the police get their hands on the killer, before he gets his hands on her?
This was an incredible thriller, full of suspense and intrigue. We are not only in the heads of our main characters Mick and Meg, but also the killer throughout the story. We watch what he sees and feel his increasing obsession, first with Meg, and then when he realizes the growing relationship with Mick and Meg, he obsesses about defeating “his enemy” and taking Mick’s woman in the ultimate humiliation of the man he deems his nemesis.
As we watch the killer getting closer and closer to his goal, the question of whether the police will unmask the killer before he can get his hands on Meg will keep you enthralled.
This was a great suspense/police thriller, and we spent a lot of time working with the police through the investigation. I would have like to spend a little more time building on the romance/relationship between Meg and Mick without the looming killer or Meg’s resistance to the relationship; maybe a quiet bbq with his family or a short epilogue.
This first novel by Cathy Perkins was a fantastic read.
Received ARC from Netgalley.com courtesy of Carina Press. Thank you.
“Creature comforts.” He said it as if he were making notes. “I’ll have to remember their importance.”
“That’s right,” she solemnly agreed. “Right up there with chocolate and air.”
His face grew still and his expression intent. “I shouldn’t do this for a whole bunch of reasons, but I want to get to know you.” He glanced at his watch. “We’ve been together nearly an hour and it feels like it’s been five minutes, max. I could sit here all day talking to you.”
He laughed self-consciously, then breaking the eye contact, leaned back in his chair. “Okay.” One hand rose and scrubbed his face. “That was incredibly stupid. I’ll walk you back.”
“It’s not stupid,” she said, before her brain caught up with her mouth. Fear spurted from its hiding place with her words—fear of the desire he generated, fear of letting anyone get close to her again. She stood; the chair legs scraped loudly over the tile floor at the abrupt motion. “I have to go.”
She strode to the door.
He grabbed his jacket and scrabbled after her. “Meg, wait…”
She ran down the street. She’d nearly reached the Victorian when she heard his footsteps directly behind her. He caught her arm, but this time he didn’t release her when he spun her against him. Instead, his hands dropped to her waist, pulling her closer. His heart pounded against hers. His arms imprisoned her, but she made no effort to free herself.
“There are a whole bunch of reasons we shouldn’t do this, either,” she said.
“There are a lot of reasons we should.”
She wanted to shake her head, but she couldn’t. His gaze dropped to her mouth. His lips followed. The first contact was gentle—and electric. She could barely breathe for want him. Her whole body focused on Mick, attuned to his every move. He shifted experimentally, changing the angle of this kiss. He tasted of coffee and a deeper essence that was him. The pressure increased, and a glow started in her belly that warmed and loosened her limbs.