The Doubted by Shiloh Walker

Author:Shiloh Walker [Walker, Shiloh]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal romance, psychic romance, military heroes, cop heroes, lovers on the run
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Oman stared at the bloody body of his ex-partner.

While Morehead hadn’t realized it until it was too late, he’d just been fired—in the most extreme way possible.

Oman hadn’t done the deed, although he wished he could have.

Too easy to track back to him. He wasn’t a cop for nothing. There was no perfect crime.

No, he’d just arranged for Morehead to cross paths with some men who had serious issues with the young, arrogant shithead. The boss hadn’t been pleased. It would have been better if Morehead had just fallen in line, the way he was supposed to, but Oman had seen this coming.

He’d been preparing for this very eventuality.

“We’re going to find the son of a bitch who did this, Oman.”

Oman looked up as the investigating officer came around to stop at his side.

“Yeah.” He nodded and kept the mask of fury in place as he looked away from the dead man.

“This place is going to shit.” Dugan pulled a pack of cigarettes from his jacket and shook one out. He offered one to Oman, but tucked the pack away after the other cop shook his head. “First all, this bullshit with Deverall. I’m not buying it. I’m just not. And now…”

The hands Oman had shoved into his pockets curled into fists. Deverall. What he’d wanted to do was find some way to implicate him. If he could paint the bastard as a cop killer, then he’d have less to worry about, but nobody who knew the man was going to buy him going crazy like that. He was about as straight as they came, and too fucking smart.

“Yeah,” Oman said as Dugan went quiet. Then he looked around. “Is there anything I can do around here? Help in any way?”

“No.” Dugan shook his head. “Nah, you just go home. Have a drink. When you can, I need the names of people you think could have done this. We’ll have to go through your case files, but maybe you can help narrow the field. But for now, turn your head off.”

With a strained smile, Oman nodded and walked away, careful to keep his body language on point. Shoulders slumped, head bowed. From under his lashes, he looked around, watching the scurry of the techs gathering evidence, watching the faces of the officers who’d responded to the call.

It hadn’t taken them long to find the dead cop, but the body hadn’t been hidden, either.

That was for the best. If another cop went missing, people would be looking hard at the department, probably already were, but they’d tag this as a vengeance killing, which it was. Missing made for a lot more questions, sometimes, than dead.

“You’re smooth.”

The voice came out of the shadows near Oman’s car.

Oman drew his weapon. The gun fit easily, comfortably, into his big hands. Eyes scanning the darkness, he took a few steps to the right. The big van parked there blocked the light spilling out onto the street and highlighting his ass, making him a big, easy target.

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