Page 69 of Icy Cold Death

“They smelled like them too,” she muttered under her breath, smelling the cigars and the bourbon that her partner had been imbibing in after work.

This was officially the longest, most nightmarish night of her life. She could see her job flying away when the captain got hold of his one.

She.

Was.

Fired.

Would it be wrong to go back to her vehicle, cry, and job search?

Only, Mr. No Common Sense kept going.

At the next car, he opened the door, and he found another woman. Immediately, he barked at her.

“Name.”

She didn’t hesitate.

“Hailey Draper.”

He kept going.

“And why are you here in town?” he asked, suspiciously.

She could see the detective behind him, and she was staring at her partner as if she wanted to kick him in the ass.

She shrugged.

“I’m planning my wedding for next month. My friends and I came to have fun and do just that.”

“Did you go looking for a body?”

Hailey could feel Bethany beside her. She was touching her arm, trying to soothe her.

She was honest.

“Who goes looking for a body? We were skiing. I’m bad at it, slid off the trail into a snowbank, and saw a deer,” she said, covering. “I wanted a picture.”

Yeah, there was no way she was mentioning that Tori saw the dead woman walking and crying and they investigated.

No.

Freaking.

Way.

He sighed as he realized his chances of locking this one up tonight was pretty much not happening.

“Goddamn tourists.”

Hailey stayed calm.

She was praying her dead husband stayed off the patrol radio. If Jake was here, the man would be really riled up. This cop’s energy was off the charts bad.

Jon wasn’t done.

“What do you do for a living?” he asked.

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