The Return of Patrick O'Rourke
Chapter One
"Police! Freeze!"
Patrick O'Rourke swore under his breath when he heard his partner's voice. Jack
hadn't waited for him. Again.
He rounded a corner just in time to see the tall figure disappear down a dark
alleyway. The lone streetlamp illuminated the letters on the back of Jack's
windbreaker.
"Damn it, Jack." They were both wearing the jackets that proclaimed them police
because, on any big bust, it was all too easy to be mistaken for a suspect. Many
of them looked as disreputable as the thugs they were after. Such was the life
of a narcotics cop.
Gunfire split the night as he raced after his partner. The urge to just rush
into the alleyway, heedless of the danger, was almost overwhelming. He forced
himself to stop just at the top of the alley, bracing his back against the rough
brick wall as he risked a quick glance down the passageway. Just because he
didn't see anyone didn't mean they weren't there. Cautiously, he eased around
the corner. Staying tight to the wall, he crept forward.
He'd kill his partner if they lived through this latest debacle. Jack ... read full excerpt from The Return of Patrick O'Rourke ebook
