Nine Cocktails

Boston detective and Army vet Abby Morgan got into police work because she wanted to help people, but it seems she only gets to show up after they’re past helping. When a man is murdered outside popular cocktail bar The Gin Barrel, she finds a case that isn’t quite so cut and dry as it seems ... and a bartender who arouses more than just her protective instincts.<br><br>Paige Lim knows, as soon as she finds out about the body outside her bar, who the killer is. She also knows the police won’t do anything about it. They never took it seriously before, why would they start now? The pretty detective seems sincere, but Paige knows there is a whole system set up to make sure she’ll never be safe, and neither will anyone in her orbit.<br><br>Abby is determined not to let the system fail Paige again, but getting the proof they need to arrest the killer is going to take ingenuity and risk. Can they catch a murderer before he kills again?

J.V. Speyer · Urbano

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36 Chs

Chapter 12

You’d better earn that roof over your head. I didn’t marry your mother to take on a parasite.Her stepfather’s harsh words echoed in her head, like they’d been spoken yesterday.

Okay, fine. She was only welcome as long as she was useful. She would be useful. She had a job to do. It wasn’t like she hadn’t known getting attached to a witness was an exercise in futility anyway. She could admire Paige from a proper distance, the way she was supposed to.

And she could help make sure Paige was safe from this monster hunting her. Whether the killer was Jack as she suspected or someone else, today’s break-in proved Paige was the real target. Abby would do anything to keep her safe.

* * * *

Paige’s phone buzzed with another incoming message. She wanted to believe it could be Abby, on her way over to give her the comfort she’d all but promised on the phone earlier. Even before she looked at the screen, she knew it was Jack.

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