Shelley’s headache, which had settled to a dull throb, roared to full-on agony. Her blood pressure shot up and, frack it all, tears stung her eyes. She glanced across the open living room to see Dev still speaking into his cell on the porch. He paced back and forth, grim-f...
She’d just have to jump for it. Or she could continue to stand there like some kind of crazily dressed prostitute turned damsel-in-distress at three in the morning. Someone might come along and help her; then again, the way her night was going, she’d probably end up a statistic. Or arrested.But h...
and gestured to the couch. There was no way Karma was squeezing into a seat next to another doubting cop. “I’ll stand.” “Me too,” the detective said. Jules, a pretty redhead, gave his arm a gentle tug. When the couple faced e...
Did you have another fight with your brother?” Hannah sat at the bistro table near the window, toying with the business card of the private detective. She wasn’t trying to eavesdrop on the pretty waitress and the man who had posted the Help Wanted sign. Not that she could ...