Fearless
I won't go," Glory Anne Barnes muttered.
Tall, elegant Detective Rick Marquez just stared at her, his dark eyes unyielding. "Hey, don't go. No problem. We've got a body bag just your size down at the medical examiner's office."
She threw a wadded up piece of paper across the desk at him.
He caught it with one lean hand and raised an eyebrow. "Assault on a peace officer…"
"Don't you quote the law to me," she shot back, rising. "I can cite legal precedents from memory."
She came around the desk slowly, thinner than she usually was, but still attractive in her beige suit. Her skirt f lowed to midcalf, above small feet in ankle-strapped high heels that f lattered what showed of her legs. She perched herself on the edge of the desk. Her high cheekbones were faintly f lushed from temper, and something more worrying. She had very long, light blond hair which she wore loose, so that it fell in a cascade down her back almost to her waist. She had pale green eyes and a wide forehead, with a perfect bow of a mouth under her straight nose. She never wore makeup and didn't need to. Her complexion was flawless, her lips a natural mauve. She wouldn't win any beauty contests, but ... read full excerpt from Fearless ebook
