White Hot

Chapter 1

Jeremiah Tabak squinted at the scrawny kid sitting across from him at a popular South Beach sidewalk cafe. "You want me to check out who?"

"A woman up in Palm Beach. Her name's Mollie Lavender."

Croc spoke in his usual matter-of-fact, it's-nothing-to-me tone. He claimed to be twenty-four, which was a stretch, and he liked scavenging the streets for information he could bring to Jeremiah, an investigative reporter for the Miami Tribune. He would be the first one to admit that Croc occasionally came up with good stuff. But never in his wildest flights of fancy would Jeremiah have imagined Croc, aka Blake Wilder, would come up with Mollie Lavender, the one woman on the planet who had damned good reason to roast his balls on a spit.

Croc had to be talking about another Mollie Lavender. Or maybe he'd somehow learned of Jeremiah's wee ... read full excerpt from White Hot ebook