Quirky,
Private Investigator, Sage McGuire, solves missing person cases. Sergeant
Carter Morgan of the Portland Police Department solves violet crimes.
Sage McGuire has a great job she loves. All
that changes in the blink of an eye when her long-time boss, Mr. Smithfield,
has an accident involving an over-sized rubber band. Mr. Smithfield’s
semi-worthless son, Daniel, takes over Smithfield Laboratories and Sage
rethinks her career choice.
Sergeant Carter Morgan of the Portland Police Department solves
violent crimes and sexy pinecone scent
and black leather pants rev Sage’s engine.
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Bridget
leaned toward me and nodded in that direction. “He’s been sitting by himself
for a while. A dance with that fine man could take your mind off just about
anything.”
Ophelia
winked. “You should give him a try.”
“You think?” We laughed until we
about peed our pants. I noticed he was watching us with a grin that spread
across his sexy face. “Oh shit. I think he heard us.”
“Good. You deserve a little fun after
the week you’ve had,” Bridget insisted.
“Well, I’ve seen my share of gorgeous
men, but that guy is smok’n hot.” I looked heavenward and giggled.
“Oh boy, is he ever,” Bridget and
Ophelia said in unison and fanned their faces.
“I’m going to give him my, ‘you can buy me a drink’ look and see
what he does.”
All of a sudden Bridget rolled her
eyes toward the bar. “Holy moly, he’s coming this way. That worked fast. I
should try that maneuver,” Bridget whispered.
“Me too.” Ophelia got out a pen and
small notepad from her purse and wrote down what I had done and then tucked her
notes into her purse.
Bridget and I stared at her. Her face
turned crimson.
“We always come up with great ideas
over margaritas, but I can never remember what they are in the morning. From
now on, I’m writing them down. Hopefully they’ll make sense in the morning.”
Sharon
Kleve was born and raised in Washington and currently lives on the Olympic
Peninsula with her husband.
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