Harlequin Special Edition August 2018 Box Set 1 of 2 by Melissa Senate

Author:Melissa Senate
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Looking into the Montana address Karen Cooper had given Grant’s ex-wife to wire her money turned up nothing.

Ali sat at the desk she’d been assigned and stared blindly at the wall in front of her. Every single time they had a possible lead on Grant’s sister, it ended up going nowhere.

Gowler dropped a file folder on her desk. “Get over to Braden Drugs. Manager reported a shoplifter. When you get back, type up these reports.”

The folder was thick, meaning she’d be typing for some time—which was not her forte. But she wasn’t going to complain since at least she got to deal with an actual complaint first. “Yessir.” She grabbed her jacket and the keys to her unit before heading toward the door.

“Templeton!”

She paused.

“Take Timmy with you.”

Great. She looked across the room at the other officer, who’d looked up from the book he was reading at the sound of his name. “Let’s roll, Timmy.”

His face turned red, but he grabbed his coat and they went out the back to where the department’s vehicles were all parked. Ali drove, wishing there was something she could do to make Timmy relax around her.

“Timmy, you’ve got a sister, right? Still lives in town here? Single?”

He gave her a quick look. His Adam’s apple bobbed. “Tracie. Yeah.”

“Tracie got a boyfriend?”

He made a face. “Yeah. He’s a jerk.”

Keith Gowler wasn’t a jerk. Just a sloppy kisser. Which might well be one of those beauty-in-the-eye-of-the-beholder things. “They serious?”

“I hope not,” he muttered.

“She teaches over at the elementary school?”

“Yeah.” His face was like a beet. “Why?”

“No reason.” She smiled at him, wondering how on earth she could maneuver a “meet cute” between an elementary-school teacher and a defense lawyer. “Just making conversation.” She turned into the parking lot of the small strip mall where the drugstore was located. The drugstore was at one end. Hardware store at the other. A dress shop and a bakery in between. Timmy called in their location and they went inside.

The girl at the counter jerked her head toward the back. “Manager’s got him back in the office.”

“Thanks.” Ali led the way to the rear of the store. She knocked once on the closed door and then opened it.

The sight of the teenage boy sprawled in a chair made her cluck her tongue. “Trevor Oakes.” She hadn’t had an encounter with the kid since she’d rousted him out of Grant’s vacant ranch house last year. “What’s the deal?”

The store manager—a teenager only a few years older than Trevor—gestured at the array of products sitting on his desk. “He was shoveling all of this into his coat pockets. That’s what the deal is.”

Ali studied the items. Nothing there that he could cook with. Which was a relief. She didn’t want to have to call in Trevor’s poor mom to tell her that her son had graduated to making meth. “Nothing you can huff or puff here, Trev.” She picked up a candy bar from among the other innocuous items. Visually, he didn’t appear to be stoned, but that meant nothing.

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