Title: Dawn and Dusk
Author: Dirk Greyson
Series: Day and Knight (Book 3)
Genre: M/M, Contemporary, Adventure
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: May 6 2016
Edition/Formats: eBook & Print
Blurb/Synopsis:
For Scorpion agents Day and Knight, their relationship is
slow to develop, and trust is hard to build. Then Day’s brother, Stephen, goes
missing, and Day finds out more about him than he ever dreamed. Day’s first
reaction to Stephen’s disappearance is to try to get out to him as fast as
possible.
Knight initially holds him back so they can attempt to find
out what they’re walking into. But when Knight sees Day’s desperation, he steps
in to help and tries to calm the man he’s growing to care about, even though
the trail is cold and clues are scarce.
When Day witnesses his brother being shot live on
television, he loses the last of his control. Despite the lack of answers, Day
is more determined than ever to find out what happened. Stephen is all the
family he has left.
Bone-deep fear and adversity threaten to tear Day and Knight
apart, but facing unimaginable hardship together might finally cement the bond
between them.
Then Knight’s shoulders slumped slightly and he rolled his
eyes. “Aw hell.” Knight pulled out a chair and sat next to him.
“You can go if you’d like,” Day said.
“Fuck no. If I do, you’ll probably find something and be on
the next plane to Phoenix. I need to make sure you keep your head on straight.”
Day wasn’t sure if he should be insulted or not, and after
tensing, getting ready to take Knight’s head off, he recognized Knight might be
worried about him and this was his clumsy way of expressing it. “Fine.”
He got logged in and searched his brother’s name, which
showed him information he already knew.
“Try federal databases,” Knight suggested, and Day turned to
him. “It’s worth a shot.”
“Why suggest that? Not that I won’t try, but it seems an odd
suggestion.”
“It’s as good a place to start as any, and a lot of agencies
keep a lot of information. As former NSA, you understand that. So see if
there’s anything unusual.”
“I wish you had your computer. Then we could double-team
this,” Day said and set up some searches, getting them running. Of course, they
came up with nothing he didn’t already know.
“Try Arizona DMV,” Knight said.
“I will,” he retorted testily. “Just give me five minutes.”
He was already frazzled, and Knight looking over his shoulder, backseat typing,
was more than a little annoying.
“Is that the address you have?” Knight asked when he got his
vehicle information, and Day nodded. “Search it on Google Earth. Let’s see what
it looks like.”
“Is that really going to help? Or are you getting off track?
Fine. He said he was looking to settle down, so he may be using that location
for his mail. At one time he was living out of his motorhome, but it’s hard to
keep track. I’ve been busy, and it seems he has as well.” Day got a look at the
address and was surprised to see a nice, small house, beautifully kept, with an
arid garden in the front and what looked like a touch of green, probably
artificial grass, for the yard. Day was realizing there was quite a bit about
his brother he didn’t know.
“Who owns the house?” Knight asked, and Day figured it was
best to let him do the driving. Knight was thinking more clearly than he was.
“It appears to be owned by a Clark Miller,” Day said.
“Go back to the DMV database and see what else you can find
at that address.” Knight stepped away as Day complied, pulled up the
information, and then stopped dead in his tracks. “What is it?”
“Look,” Day said, pointing. “That’s my brother. It’s a
different picture, and his hair is shorter, and Clark has glasses.” Day brought
up both images and placed them side by side. “You’d think they were relatives
rather than the same person, but it’s definitely him.”
“My God, why would your brother have two different
identities?”
Dayton wished to hell he had the answer to that question.
You have an amazing
imaginations when did your love for reading and writing begin. Have you always
known you wanted to be an author?
As a small child my dad didn’t read us stories the way other
people did. He told us the ones he made
up. There was Benjamin Bunny and even
Amelia Aardvark who liked ice cream,
(Any ice cream it turned out once we found out what an aardvark
was.) So I think I came upon my story
telling skills naturally. But I never
had an intention of being an author. As
a kid, I wanted to be a doctor, a fireman, and as I got older, a famous singer.
I did read a lot growing up and that continued into
adulthood. I’ve always been a
reader. What started me on the path to
writing was the discovery of my first gay romances and an idea that sparked in
the back of my head. It took me some
time before I sat down and decided to give writing a try, but once I did, I
discovered a part of myself that I didn’t know existed and one I don’t think I
could live without.
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 Master’s 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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