No Time To Lie By Lexi Blake Apr 2026

"Probably," Ian agreed, standing up slowly. "Except for one thing. You think I’m here to steal the codes. I’ve already sent them to my team. I’m just here to keep you occupied while the Swiss authorities freeze your offshore accounts."

The safe clicked. Ian grabbed the drive, but as he turned to exit, the hum stopped. Silence was worse.

"We have three minutes before the kinetic locks engage," a voice crackled in his ear. It was Charlotte “Charlie” Taggart, his partner and the only woman who knew exactly how many layers of lies Ian wore on a daily basis. No Time to Lie by Lexi Blake

The alarm in the Zurich penthouse didn’t sound like a siren; it was a low-frequency hum that vibrated in Ian Taggart’s marrow.

It was a lie—the upload would take another two minutes—but Ian Taggart was a master of the "long count." He watched Volkov’s eyes flicker. Doubt was a wedge, and Ian was the hammer. "Check your phone, Marek. See if your money still exists." "Probably," Ian agreed, standing up slowly

"Charlie, tell me the upload is done," Ian gritted out, ducking a wild shot from Volkov.

follows Ian Taggart , a master of deception and high-stakes recovery for McKay-Taggart . Known for his ability to infiltrate any organization, Ian's cool exterior is tested when a mission involving stolen bieweapons forces him to protect the one person who can see through all his masks. I’ve already sent them to my team

As Volkov reflexively reached for his device, Ian moved. He didn't use a gun; he used the heavy glass decanter on the desk. One strike took out the first guard’s knee; a spin and a kick sent the second into the bookshelves.