Page 70 of Icy Cold Death

She didn’t hesitate.

“I’m a PI. I work for Littlemoon Investigations,” she admitted, and that set him off.

He growled and slammed the door.

“They are up to something!” he barked, and everyone around him looked.

Genesis just shook her head.

Oh, what wouldn’t she give to be home drinking this nightmare away?

She was tired of this rodeo, and what she wanted was a new job somewhere far from this man. What she was getting was nothing until this man retired.

She.

Was.

Stuck.

Word in the department was he wasn’t this bad until his wife died of cancer. Then, he got worse.

Someone had some issues.

Only, she didn’t have time to worry about that. This was all about keeping an eye on him. As of late, cops were getting a bad rap, and she didn’t want to be on the news for being a douchebag.

Heading toward the next car, he found the woman sitting with her feet up, and chillaxing in the back of the patrol car. She had red hair, and was pretty too.

That irritated the hell out of him.

“You! The PI!”

She just looked at him and stayed incredibly calm. Bethany was relaying everything to her as she followed the man to eavesdrop.

“Yeah, Sunshine? What do you need? Other than an attitude adjustment?” Tori asked.

He pointed at her.

“What case are you working on here?” Jon asked, getting irritated. “I don’t buy you’re here on holiday.”

She shrugged.

Honestly, she didn’t give a shit what he believed or not. They were here to plan Hailey’s wedding, and she saw a ghost. Shit happened in her world, and shit was about to happen in his.

Call it a hunch.

“I’m working the case of why you’re a bitch and cranky. All we did was find a body. We didn’t kill the woman, come back after she froze in the lake, trying to make you nuts. You’re a horrible detective, and I’ve known a few.”

Her words pissed him off.

“Well, you’re coming to the station.”

Okay, this was exactly how she thought it would go.

Unfortunately.

“Can I have my phone back?” Tori asked. “I’d like to call my husband.”

“No.”

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