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Title: Tough Justice
Author: Tee O'Fallon
Genre: Romantic Suspense
About Tough Justice:
It should have been a routine investigation. Instead, DEA K-9 agent Adam "Deck" Decker watches in horror as one Denver hospital seems to be Ground Zero for overdoses of a new drug. Now Deck can only hope a certain icy, green-eyed ER doctor will help him and his canine partner track down the deadly source.Get Your Copy!
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Her
eyes softened, turning pensive. “If there’s something I can do proactively to
stop the rising body count, I want to do it.” Absently, she stroked Thor’s
ears, allowing him to lean his head against her thigh. Deck suspected the
change of heart had something to do with the dead teenager. “But let’s be clear
on something.” Her pretty eyes glittered like shards of green ice. “You have
your rules, and I have mine.”
He
and Thor led the way to the elevator. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure
she was behind him.
“Meaning?” Two
seconds into their alliance, and he was already on the verge of regretting it.
“Meaning”—she
stared up at him frostily—“you will not skulk around the ER, waiting or
searching for overdose victims. You’ll wait until I notify you that a patient
is willing to speak with you.”
“Skulk?”
Deck held back a snort. Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this
morning. “DEA agents don’t skulk.”
She
pursed her lips. “I beg to differ. History has shown otherwise.”
He
leaned his shoulder against the wall by the elevator bank, tensing. “What history?” He had no idea what she
was talking about. Whatever it was, they really needed to clear the air fast or
this partnership would sink faster than the Titanic.
“Never
mind.” She shook her head and looked away, as if she’d said something
unintentional. “There is one other thing, however.”
“What other thing?” Yeah, two minutes
into it, and this arrangement was already fixing to be a cluster.
“If
a patient changes their mind in the middle of your interrogation and no longer
wishes to talk, you’ll leave, no more questions asked.”
“Fine.”
Between them, Thor swung his head back and forth, as if watching a tennis
match. “And for the record, it’s not an interrogation.
It’s an interview. Anything else?”
“Yes.
You have to promise never to use a patient’s name in any report.”
Deck
pushed from the wall, towering over her, but she stood her ground, craning her
neck to look up at him. The elevator door opened, but he ignored it. “No dice,
Doc. That’s how I get my PC—probable cause. If an OD victim has information
about the source of the opioids and can direct us to the location where they
purchased it, I may need to put their name in an affidavit for search and
arrest warrants.”
She
crossed her arms and jutted her chin up at him. “Then that part of the deal is
off.”
What
had he gotten himself into? They’d made a deal over the phone, and she was
already changing the rules. He should’ve known he couldn’t trust her. Maybe he
should find someone else. But they were here, and he didn’t want to waste more
time finding another doctor. “Let’s compromise. I’ll do everything in my power
to leave names out, but you have to understand that sometimes that’s what it
takes to get a dealer off the street. If a judge allows me to refer to victims
as ‘confidential sources’ instead of using their real names, then I’ll do it.
Deal?”
Before
meeting his gaze, her lips compressed into a tight line, and he expected her to
tell him to pound sand. “Deal.”
“Good,
and I have a condition of my own. Everything we do together, everything we
discuss, is confidential. You need to be discrete about DEA operations.”
“Understood,”
she said curtly. “And for the record, that seems obvious.”
The
door began to close, and he reached out his arm, stopping it. “Is there
anything else I should know?” Her lips twitched. “If there is, I’ll tell you.”
“I’ll bet you will.” This woman was hardcore. Delicate and pretty on the outside. Inside, she was a drill sergeant, barking out orders like a seasoned federal agent. Like him. He’d bet she could hold her ground against some of the best defense attorneys he’d ever run into.
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