Popped
A Regan Reilly Mystery
Chapter One
Regan Reilly sat down at the scarred oak desk in her cozy
office on Hollywood Boulevard in Los Angeles. Developers were
dying to take a wrecking ball to the ancient structure, but so
far the building managed to remain standing, which made Regan
very happy. A private investigator who worked alone, Regan
loved everything about her work, except the fact that it kept
her three thousand miles from her boyfriend of ten months,
Jack Reilly. Jack was the head of the major case squad in New
York City. He was coming out to spend the weekend with her,
but that was still four more days away.
Monday mornings, Regan thought, as she took a sip of coffee.
They're the pits even if you like your job. There's just
something about them. For one thing, they certainly put a
damper on Sunday nights. I shouldn't complain, though, Regan
mused. This Monday morning brings me one day closer to seeing
Jack.
The quiet of the early October morning was broken by the ring
of the phone.
"Regan Reilly."
"Wow. Am I talking to Regan Reilly after all these years?" a
male voice asked.
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