Crazy Cool by Tara Janzen

Author:Tara Janzen [Janzen, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Suspense, Thriller, Mystery, Humour
ISBN: 9780739459713
Google: osOqAlte74cC
Amazon: 0553586114
Barnesnoble: 0553586114
Goodreads: 626185
Publisher: Dell
Published: 2005-10-24T13:00:00+00:00

the chair, he let her ramble on.

He’d met women who knew the instant a guy’s attention turned to sex. He’d met them and bedded them. Katya Dekker was

not one of those women.

She finally ran out of conversation, and in the ensuing silence, the subtlest change came over her face.

Okay. That’s all he’d wanted. He pushed himself out of the chair and headed for the door to go get some air. He’d just

wanted her to know he was thinking about sex, about the two of them doing it, not all those times they’d done it before, but

about doing it now, him asking, her giving, and the two of them getting hot and heavy up against the little wooden table she

was standing next to at the side of the door. That’s what he’d been thinking about—and now she was thinking about it, too.

AFTER way too many hours following the guy from one construction site to the next, Greg Ashe was off Hawkins’s list of

suspects, way off. He was a decent guy, a true-blue family man whose wife brought him his lunch. Hawkins knew a liar when

he met one, and Greg Ashe was no liar.

The verdict was still out on Philip Cunningham. He’d skipped out on their meeting. Ashe made profuse apologies, but Hawkins

could tell he was confused about his partner’s unexplained absence. Cunningham had been told Katya was coming. Ashe said

his partner had been looking forward to seeing her—which was probably as close to a lie as he’d gotten all day. But the guy

was a no-show, and all Cunningham’s secretary could tell them was that he’d received a phone call shortly before lunch and

left.

Hawkins and Katya had tried his house, a mansion set in the foothills above Colorado Springs, but he wasn’t there, either.

Night had fallen on their way back to Denver, and the lights of the city were stretched out across the plains all the way to

the horizon. Skeeter had called a couple of hours back to tell him Dylan and Kid had made it home. Dylan was doing a quick

turnaround to Washington, D.C. , and Kid—hell—Kid was going over to his father’s house.

God, what a night.

Angling for a break in the traffic, he slid Roxanne onto an exit ramp for downtown and started gunning down the motor. Kat

had fallen asleep about halfway home. She was sitting turned in her seat, facing him, her face pale in the moonlight and the

Crazy Cool

faint glow of the dash lights.

He’d promised her he would drive by Toussi’s and give her a chance to see how the show was going—but only from within the

safe confines of the Challenger. She’d talked to Suzi Toussi half a dozen times today, but Alex was still persona non grata,

and despite his pleading, Katya had not spoken to him.

Three Prom King boys down, three to go—and so far Hawkins had struck out. Shortly after they’d left The Painted Pony,

he’d put Skeeter on tracking Stuart Davis down. Cunningham was going to get a call first thing tomorrow, and by a stroke

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