do three disgruntled
ex-wives and a serial killer have in common? Mike Malone,
rugged detective on the brink of psychosis. No one writes HIM off!
|From WRITE OFF....
Detective Mike Malone
opened the door to his captain’s office and smiled with all the
sincerity of a twenty-dollar-hooker. The car theft sting had gone well
despite his newly assigned partner. Mike suspected instead of backing
him up as the gang’s lookout leveled his AK and sprayed bullets at him,
Detective Winslow had panicked and laid low. Luckily, a stolen Cadillac
Escalade shielded Mike from the lead rain, and he’d managed to pull the
Smith and Wesson from his ankle holster and execute a perfect head shot
before the jerk-off could fire again. It was only a matter of time
before Internal Affairs discovered not only had he used his personal
weapon but he’d also loaded it with black talon ammo; the latter
definitely against department regulations.
Book 2 - Final
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