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Cold Cases and Bitter Enemies
β Scribed by J.M. Dabney
- Book ID
- 110719607
- Publisher
- Hostile Whispers Press, LLC
- Year
- 2022
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 576 KB
- Series
- Cold Case Unit #3
- Category
- Fiction
- ISBN-13
- 9781947184572
- ASIN
- B09SKPSMGP
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
An unknown enemy wanted to take everything from us.
Graves
I'd spent all my forty-plus years paying for mistakes when I'd simply been human. Living in the shadow of my friend's happiness grew harder every day. I didn't mind being the odd one out. I didn't mind being considered the unlovable strait-laced-ish one to their mayhem. Acceptance after a lifetime of not measuring up was nice. I'd found my rhythm and my place among the weirdness of my unit. That was until Marcel Douglas, the new ego-maniac in Homicide, decided he had to pick apart every case I'd left behind.
Douglas
Leaving Chicago hadn't been in my plans, but my daughter needed me. I'd do anything to make her happy. When her mother was transferred overseas, I'd moved so my daughter could stay with her friendsβthe place she'd come to love. Being at the bottom of the hierarchy and earning respect didn't sit right with my pride. I wasn't afraid to admit that. And I'd made one hell of an enemy. Graves and his Cold Case Unit frustrated me, and I didn't understand their methods. A series of body dumps brought me back to Graves for help, but he wasn't feeling charitable.
We'd thought we were our biggest and bitterest enemies until the threats came. Could we work together before the man gunning for us could finish the job?
π SIMILAR VOLUMES
Chance Everyone assumed I was a magnet for trouble, or maybe I searched it out on my own. By the age of forty, I almost destroyed my life. The tragic event that changed my entire perception of myself is haunting me. When a friend is in danger, I volunteer to keep them safe and momentarily distract