Overkill by Castillo Linda

Author:Castillo, Linda [Castillo, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780425218297
Goodreads: 1708906
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 2007-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Driving back to the station, Marty wondered if a cop had ever died of boredom. Back when she’d worked Chicago’s South Side, nearly every day was chock-full of events most cops would categorize as exciting. Robberies. Burglaries. Violent domestic disputes. Murder. She used to wonder what the world was coming to. Tonight, she’d longed for just a fraction of the action.

She’d longed even more for the easy camaraderie she’d shared with Rosetti. His funeral had been two days ago. Since Marty couldn’t be there, she’d used a good bit of her paycheck to send a massive spray of fall flowers with an anonymous note that read: “A good cop. An even better man. You were loved. And you will be missed.” Rosetti probably wouldn’t have appreciated it in the least, so she’d done it for herself.

The Chicago PD was working tirelessly to find the killers who’d taken out one of their own. When overtime limits were hit, many of the cops worked on their own time. To their credit, the brass looked the other way and let them do what they needed to do. Morale was low, but the cops had pulled together for this and made things happen. A potential break came when forensics produced fibers on the duct tape that had been used to muffle Rosetti’s screams. But the fibers were common and netted nothing more than a dead end.

For the thousandth time, Marty wished she were there, talking to the other cops, beating on doors, doing something—anything—to track down the bastards and bring them to justice. Instead, she was rounding up wayward livestock, writing tickets to grandmothers on their way to bridge and, well, fantasizing about her boss.

Of the three recent pastimes, the latter bothered her most. Marty was not an overly sexual creature. She could count on two fingers the number of relationships she’d had as an adult. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d been kissed—pre-Clay Settlemeyer, anyway. She sure as hell couldn’t remember the last time she’d had sex. Celibacy suited her. Helped her stay focused on the important things and steer clear of the turmoil that came with relationships.

But damn, the man knew how to kiss. Marty felt sure he was probably just as adept in other areas, too. A real over-achiever when it came to knowing just where to . . .

She caught herself a moment too late to stop the shiver that rippled through her like warm water down her back. “Get over it,” she muttered as she pulled into a parking space next to Clay’s Explorer.

She tried hard to ignore the way her heart jigged in her chest as she got out of the cruiser. She told herself she’d been hoping he wasn’t there. But a very big part of her thrilled at the thought of seeing him again.

The intellectual side of her brain knew this could never go anywhere. Sexual tension did not a relationship make. If all went as planned, she’d land a better job and leave Caprock Canyon behind inside of a year.

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