The first installment in the Hometown Antihero series by Amber Lynn Natusch.
When her FBI agent father is framed for murder, Kylene is forced to move in with her grandfather, back to the small town that turned its back on her, and the boy who betrayed her.
All Ky cares about is clearing her father’s name, but someone won’t let her forget the photo scandal that drove her away two years ago. As the threats gain momentum, Ky finds an unlikely ally in the annoyingly attractive rookie FBI agent sent to keep an eye on her.
Determined to expose the town’s hidden skeletons, Ky unwittingly thrusts herself into a much bigger plot. They thought she’d forgive and forget. They’re about to learn they messed with the wrong girl.
DARE YOU TO LIE, a young adult mystery read perfect for fans of Veronica Mars, Pretty Little Liars, or Riverdale.
I raced through town and into Gramps’s neighborhood. When I got to the house, there was a generic-looking sedan, not unlike the one my father used to drive, parked outside. I hadn’t even pulled all the way into the driveway before Agent Douchecanoe was out of his vehicle and headed my way, file in hand.
“So you’re the errand boy,” I said to him as he scowled at me.
“You know you can hear that environmental hazard coming from a mile away, right?”
“Weird . . . kinda like your hostility and hubris.”READ MORE
His frown deepened as he extended the file in his hand toward me. I reached for it, but he pulled it back at the last second.
“Striker said to make sure you got this.”
“Hence the errandboy comment—”
“Do you know what’s in here?”
“Do you know what’s in there?” I countered, knowing damn well he would have looked. The suspense would have killed him.
“They’re copies of evidence from you father’s trial.”
“Ding, ding, ding!” I exclaimed, snatching the file from his hand. “Consider your errand complete. I’d tip you, but . . . I don’t get paid until next week.”
“Why did Striker want you to have those?” he asked, totally unfazed by my jab.
“Because I asked for them.”
He shook his head.
“That’s adorable. You think you can find something that a defense lawyer and a team of FBI agents couldn’t find.”
“They weren’t really looking, though, were they? They approached his investigation as if he was already guilty. Hard to be objective when your singular focus is to bring down the fall guy.”
“Says the girl with the singular focus of freeing her daddy,” he replied. “What a sad day it’s going to be for you when all you find in those files is the truth of your father’s guilt.”
“We’ll see about that.”