Hidden Obsession
IF THERE HAD BEEN EVEN a hint of cosmic order in the universe, Graham Lawson wouldn't have had to show up on a Hollywood set for the rest of his life.
Wrenching his practice sword out of A-list actor Brendan Jameson's hands before the guy could spend another moment checking out his teeth in the polished reflection, LosAngeles Police Department weapons expert Graham stuffed the blade in its sheath before folding the antique piece in a length of cloth for transport back to his private collection. He couldn't afford another day away from his current investigation with a new brand of flesh-peddling gangbangers running around L.A. and keeping his department hopping. Especially since this latest crew of felons had demonstrated a preference for medieval weaponry to inflict twisted sex pain on their victims. They showed a hell of a lot more facility with their arms than pretty-boy Brendan at Graham's sideline as a weapons consultant for an action-adventure flick.
"See you tomorrow, coach?" Brendan asked, sipping his Evian between bouts of the makeup artist's brush while he prepped for his close-ups in studio 3A. "I don't know. I think the director said something abou ... read full excerpt from: Hidden Obsession ebook
