May 04

5 Drops Release Day Review for DAY AND KNIGHT by Dirk Greyson

Title: Day and Knight 
Author: Dirk Greyson
Genre: M/M Contemporary Mystery/Suspense Romance
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: May 4th, 2015
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print
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As former NSA, Dayton (Day) Ingram has national security chops and now works as a technical analyst for Scorpion. He longs for field work, and scuttling an attack gives his chance. He’s smart, multilingual, and a technological wizard. But his opportunity comes with a hitch—a partner, Knighton (Knight), who is a real mystery. Despite countless hours of research, Day can find nothing on the agent, including his first name!

Former Marine Knight crawled into a bottle after losing his family. After drying out, he’s offered one last chance: along with Day, stop a terrorist threat from the Yucatan. To get there without drawing suspicion, Day and Knight board a gay cruise, where the deeply closeted Day and equally closeted Knight must pose as a couple. Tensions run high as Knight communicates very little and Day bristles at Knight’s heavy-handed need for control.

But after drinking too much, Day and Knight wake up in bed. Together. As they near their destination, they must learn to trust and rely on each other to infiltrate the terrorist camp and neutralize the plot aimed at the US’s technological infrastructure, if they hope to have a life after the mission. One that might include each other.

As Dirk’s tagline says "ACTION, ADVENTURE, LUST, & LOVE", you are in for one wild and smexy time when you pick up your first Dirk Greyson story. This the Dirks debut novel and what a ride. You can see the basic gist of the story, well, the start of it, at least, from the blurb above. But what doesn’t really come though is the intense attraction or the non-stop action throughout most of this story.

Day wants to be a field agent, not just a techie. When he’s given that chance, he’s also given a partner that’s gone through hell recently… Knight. Knight lost his family and then himself. This partnership and mission is his last chance to get back who he was and back to doing the work he’s meant to do. However, neither man expected the lust that consumes them both almost from the start.

I loved watching and reading along with Day and Knight as they hunted terrorists; fought their own wants, needs, and demons; and grew as both men and as partners. Two uber closeted gay men playing a happy gay couple on board a cruise ship to get to their destination was so uncomfortable for them both, well, until a little too much drink and a whole lot of hot fun is had.

Greyson has a winner right out of the gate, what with his three-dimensional characters and his intricately detailed plot. I loved all the scenery and how you not only saw it through the author’s eyes, but through each characters at different times (and no, each man does not see the same thing in the same way… which was wonderful to read). If you are a fan of cozy mysteries with a thread of romance, then you will enjoy Day and Knight. I can’t wait to see what else Dirk Greyson brings us.

DAYTON INGRAM had never thought of this area of Milwaukee as particularly dangerous. The restaurants and businesses on Mitchell Street were bustling with customers, but two blocks made a real difference. He should have waited to find a parking space closer to the Wild Chili, but it had been light out when he arrived at the restaurant, and now that darkness had fallen, the welcoming feeling faded as he walked into a neighborhood he wasn’t familiar with. Dayton picked up the pace and began walking faster toward his Ford Fusion. He’d was just approaching it when a cry reached his ears. He stopped, listening intently the way he’d been taught, to pick up the direction, hoping he would hear it again.

It came again, louder this time and much more frantic. “I have done nothing to you,” a young voice pleaded in Spanish. “Leave me alone.”

The reply came, also in Spanish, menacing, growly. “Why should we?”

Instantly Day headed in that direction. He reached for his phone and pulled it from his pocket. He pressed the button to wake it up, and it remained dark.

“Shit!” he swore, kicking himself for not checking it earlier. He’d felt it vibrate a few times during dinner but had figured it was Facebook or something like that. Instead the damn thing had been telling him it was almost out of power. He needed to see about getting a new battery for the piece of shit—he’d charged the fucking thing just before he’d left the house.

“Leave me alone.” The cry repeated, this time in distress and accompanied by the sounds of a scuffle and an overturned trash can rumbling on concrete as it went. Day took off in the direction of the sound, rounding the corner of a small alley that stank of garbage and God knew what else, where two heavyset men in ratty sweatshirts and stained pants hanging halfway down to their knees loomed over a teenager, or someone not much older than that.

“Just give us your money, and we’ll let you be, maricón,” the man spat, puffing up his chest in a display of machismo. “Otherwise we’ll cut your balls off.” The man held up his hand, a knife flashed, and Day stopped a few feet away, just out of arm’s reach.

Huye!” he cried at the top of his lungs to the kid. “Get out of here,” he added as the men advanced on him. Dayton kept his cool and widened his stance, carefully watching the glazed eyes of both men. The one with the knife came first, jabbing it at him a little clumsily. Dayton danced back out of his reach and waited for another pass. It looked like the fat man’s friend was going to see what happened before he entered the fray. Stupid mistake. They might have been able to get to him if they worked together—might. But alone, no way in hell!

“It’s two against one, gringo,” the man warned, and Dayton caught a hint of alcohol on his breath. “Give us your money too, and we’ll let you live.” He swung the knife, and Dayton caught his arm before it reached the apex of the arc. Holding the man’s hand firmly in his, he twisted around and flipped him over his shoulder. The knife flew out of the assailant’s hand, clattering to the concrete, and he landed on his back with a hard thud and didn’t move. Day swung around to the other man, ready for his attack, but none came.

He expected the man to flee, but whatever he was on must have made him brave and too stupid to know better. He’d grabbed the kid and was holding him as a shield. “Stay still,” Dayton said and locked gazes with the man. His eyes were wide, and Dayton guessed he’d been drinking, at least, and maybe had taken a hit of something else. As he took a step closer, not looking away, the man’s eyes widened enough that they caught the light. His pupils were huge. Yeah, he was definitely high.

Dayton breathed evenly, remembering his training, pushing aside the nerves that threatened to cloud his concentration. What he’d been taught and practiced had worked once already. He did his best to keep his racing heart from pounding too loudly in his ears.

“Back up, gringo.”

“Let the kid go, and you can leave,” Dayton said levelly, even as he was starting to wonder if this whole situation was getting out of control. He’d meant to help the kid, not make things worse.

“Instead I maybe break his neck,” the man said, smiling to show a mouth full of rotten teeth.

Dayton crouched slightly, and when the man’s gaze shifted to the kid, Dayton took a step forward. He swept his leg out in a kick that caught the mugger’s leg. The man lost his balance, falling to the ground. Dayton was ready in case the kid fell too, but he managed to jump away. “Call the police,” Dayton ordered, and the kid nodded, pulling a phone out of his pocket while Dayton grabbed the man, rolled him over, and held his hands. “Give me your belt.”

“What for?” the kid asked but then opened his belt and handed it over. Dayton used it to fasten the man’s hands behind him. The other one groaned, and Dayton warned him not to move unless he wanted more. He thought he heard the man mutter, “No más.”

Sirens sounded, and Day looked around. “Are you okay, kid?” He nodded. “I have to go. Tell them what happened, and the police will see to it that these two are taken care of.”

Dirk is very much an outside kind of man. He loves travel and seeing new things. Dirk worked in corporate America for way too long and now spends his days writing, gardening, and taking care of the home he shares with his partner of more than two decades. He has a Masters Degree and all the other accessories that go with a corporate job. But he is most proud of the stories he tells and the life he’s built. Dirk lives in Pennsylvania in a century old home and is blessed with an amazing circle of friends.

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