Welcome to Pistol Rock, Texas where everyone knows secrets last about as long as the sporadic west Texas rain showers.
Laney Briggs has long been considered reckless, but she’s turned herself around—she’s respectably engaged and she’s become a Pistol Rock deputy sheriff. Everything’s fine until a dead body turns up and her ex, Texas Ranger Gunner Wilson, decides to stick his boots into the town’s first murder case.
Laney will be damned if she lets Gunner trample all over her turf and her chance at a quiet, contented life. His seemingly endless ability to undermine her resolve and her libido was only outdone by her constant urge to butt heads with him. But when the bodies start to pile up, Laney has to ask the lethal bad boy for a hand—and a truce in exchange for his help.
Having an ex-boyfriend as an ally might not be the best idea, but Laney has always been pretty reckless…
Jodi Linton lives and works in Texas, with her husband and two kids. She can be found cozied up to the computer escaping into a quirky world of tall tales, sexy, tight jean wearing cowboys, and a protagonist with a sharp-tongue quick enough to hang any man out to dry. She is currently at work on her next Deputy Laney Briggs book.
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The station was bustling with commotion when I opened the door. Two men in black suits with Texas Ranger badges were sitting on top of my desk. I scanned the tiny room for Elroy. He was hunkered down in a corner in his black rolling chair with an overload of treats—a Butterfinger, a half empty bottle of Dr Pepper, and a Big Grab of Cheetos sat in his lap. Our visitors were apparently getting to him.
I strolled on over to my desk and leaned over the top of it. “If you don’t mind guys, this here is my desk.”
The older gentlemen tipped his ten-gallon hat and stood up. “Sorry about that, miss.”
The younger one dropped his chin, and he winked suggestively at me.
I took a deep, calming breath, walked up behind him, and shoved him off my desk. He looked at me, shocked.
“Don’t ever make me ask twice,” I said.
A firm hand fell at the small of my back and rubbed up my shirt. I shot around, staring straight into Gunner’s smiling eyes.
“I’d do what the lady asked. Sometimes she scares the shit out of me.”
The young Ranger nodded and moved aside, all the while keeping a wary eye on me.
I turned my back on him. “Saw you outside my house last night,” I told Gunner.
“Just doing my job.” Gunner winked and sat down on the edge of my desk.
“Spying on me isn’t—” I began, but the older, button-nosed Ranger wearing the Stetson moved into my view, arresting my attention. He was round at the waist, and his hair had seen better days, back when he had some. There was also a jelly stain on his left boob that I couldn’t stop starring at.
Nodding, Gunner tapped the outer edge of my desk in a goodbye or see you later, then followed the button-nosed man toward the back by the cell. Not only did I have to bite my tongue and play nice with Gunner Wilson in town, I was also being asked to let the Texas Ranger have free range of the station. I was a broken heel away from a nervous breakdown.
A little too quickly, Gunner reappeared at my desk, waving a piece of paper at me. “Want in on this, Laney?”
I snatched the paper from him. “What is it?”
“Bosley’s financial records. Take a look.”
“How did you get this?”
“Just came over the fax.”
“We have a fax?”
He grinned and winked. “Big boys are in town. You do now.”
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