Here’s an introduction to the drop out. Once a cop, now a bounty hunter, he starts out seeking vengeance only to discover love.
Brad Collins rolled the old half-ton Bridges for Hire pickup to a stop in front of the sorry looking bed and breakfast then immediately questioned the wisdom of using small town handyman as his cover. He had so hoped to keep this fugitive recovery operation simple. Not take on what looked to be the biggest remodel job in northern Michigan history. Those buddies of his from the department would have a field day with what he’d gotten himself into this time.
White, two-story with a wrap-around porch was how the lady on the phone described the colonial. As the engine rumbled, he shook his head. She failed to mention the place was as run down as its owner had to be. Judging from the sound of her voice, the old girl was battle weary and bone tired.
Make it that much easier to gain her confidence.
Palm raised to rub the back of his neck, he sloughed off an unproductive pang of guilt. Couldn’t be helped, there was no turning back now. He had his own job to do here at the Rest Easy Bed and Breakfast. Letting out a breath, he jammed his left foot down to set the parking brake. Even if knowing he was about to con a defenseless old woman left a bad taste in his mouth. Good thing he’d be out of here once he got a line on the whereabouts of Jenny Reynolds’ scum of the earth boyfriend.
Close a chapter in my life that’s been open for far too long.
So there he is, finally home in more ways than one…with deepest appreciation to fellow Rose and my new editor Alicia Dean.
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