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Deadly Mistakes
By: Denise McDonaldRomance eBooks Imprint: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
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Charlies day went from bad to worse when she tripped over a dead man on her living room floor. Charlie Foster needs to clear her name and find out what in the world happened in her apartment before the Fort Worth police department books her for murder one
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| Title of Romance eBook: Deadly Mistakes | |
| Release Date: 06-01-2009 | |
| Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd. |
This eBook download is available in the following formats:
| Parent title | Deadly Mistakes |
|---|---|
| Encrypted (DRM) | Yes |
| SKU | 9785551587545 |
| File size | 966 |
| Security | n/a |
| Printing | Not allowed |
| Copying | Not allowed |
| Read aloud | No Sys requirements Download reader |
| Devices | Samsung Tablet, Apple Ipad & Iphone, Barnes & Noble Nook, Kobo eReader, Aluratek Libre, Iliad, Nokia, Blackberry, Hanlin |
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Deadly Mistakes
Chapter One
"What?" Charlie said, half-scared and half-angry. Her empty hand clenched at her side, her books grew heavy in the other."I wanted to ask you a couple of questions about your friend, Charlie," the stranger declared.
Charlie raised her eyebrows, stunned-speechless. The man grasping her shoulder could overpower her. Six-one, maybe six-two, and roughly guessing, she put him just under two hundred pounds, which in turn, put him at a great height and weight advantage over her slight frame.
"Who wants to know?" She thrust her free hand on her hip.
The tall stranger reached into his jacket. Charlie flinched and considered running again. But instead of a weapon, he produced a brown leather wallet. Inside, a Chicago Police Department badge and ID said Detective Robert M. Allen.
"You're a cop?"
"Yes." He nodded.
"Do you normally follow people around? Sneaking up on them?"
"Well, I ..."
"Why have you been following me all morning?" she interrupted.
"I have been tailing Brian McMillen."
Charlie wobbled, lightheaded at the name.
The detective deposited his wallet back in his wool sports coat.
As far as Charlie knew, the police had not yet determined the dead man's identity. The media had not ventured a guess on who he was with nothing to go on. The fact the man who stood before her knew his name frightened her.
"I followed him down here from Chicago last week. I lost track and haven't been able to find him. I read someone died in your friend Charlie's apartment. From the description they wrote up in the paper this morning, I put two and two together. I know it has to
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