Vegas Boss: A Mafia Hitman Romance by Alexis Abbott

Author:Alexis Abbott [Abbott, Alexis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pathforgers Publishing
Published: 2018-03-20T16:00:00+00:00

Nicole

If someone had told me a week ago that I would be committing career suicide yesterday, I would have laughed in their face. Maybe even slapped them across the face. Being a cop has been my dream ever since I was a little girl, idolizing my father in his uniform, shaking hands with people, breaking up fights, settling disputes, keeping our little hometown safe from the big, scary world outside.

A week ago, I would have told you that nothing, and I mean nothing, could ever come between me and my dreams.

But that was before my sister went missing. That was before I met a man named Misha Chaykovsky, the Russian gangster who has been transformed in my mind from a high-stakes criminal to the only man in the world who might be able to help me find my sister.

Screw my undercover mission at the strip club; this, right here, right now, is my most important case ever.

And that is why, on this gloriously sunny Saturday morning, I am pacing back and forth in the waiting room of the detention center, listening to the clank of metal bars, the shouting and swearing of inmates. I can smell the musty scent of unwashed male bodies, men bustling around, shoving each other, building alliances and breaking trusts.

It’s a damn jungle in there, and I’m hanging around just several yards away, behind the security line, safe but still too close for comfort. Truth be told, I really hate visiting jails and prisons. That should go without saying, but in the police department, I have several colleagues who have admitted they kind of look forward to it. They like getting to come here and see the fruits of their labor, the ‘bad guys’ behind bars while the ‘good guys’ walk free.

But it doesn’t feel like that to me, not really. All I feel is awkward and uncomfortable. Totally out of place. And I look around at the faces of the men in here and some of them look too familiar. I’m reminded that they’re all just people, living out the consequences of, in a lot of cases, merely bad judgement.

Well, that, and the fact that I get whistled at and jeered at every time I come here. Because I am one of the very few women who ever passes through these doors, and the touch-starved men in here will take whatever they can get, even if it’s just a modestly-dressed cop with her hair in a messy ponytail and not a stitch of makeup on her face.

Today, I don’t care all too much about appearances.

In fact, I don’t really care at all.

I have been way too distracted by the mystery surrounding Sam’s disappearance to take much time for a shower. I’m clean, but I haven’t ironed my clothes or put much thought into an outfit. Yesterday, in court, was the first time I’ve worn a nice outfit in days. And that was purely because it’s court, and I am in fact still a police officer, so I have to dress for the occasion.

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