Moments before Deidre Hunter signs the papers that will end her marriage to her cheating husband, her best friend and divorce attorney get murdered. Devastated by this tragedy, she sets out with one intent: to find the killer. In the midst of the investigation she finds herself attracted to Hill Harris, the handsome but elusive homicide detective assigned to handling the case. Despite his warnings to follow proper police procedures, she strikes out to uncover clues on the crime-ridden streets of Baltimore which forces her into dangerous circumstances and potential heartache.
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The glint in his eyes dimmed, and his smile faded when I got to my feet. ?So,? he said, clasping his hands behind his back. ?I guess, this is it, huh??
He looked at me with sad puppy eyes which always softened my heart and made me forgive him his indiscretions over and over again. But not this time. As I remembered his words, ?you?ll never win,? which he spat at me like venom when he received the divorce papers, and they jolted me back to reality. Without a doubt, I had to go through with this, right here and right now.
?Yup,? I said, gritting my teeth. He had a real talent for rattling me. Every time I caught him lying or cheating, he somehow managed to turn things in his favor by focusing on ?extenuating circumstances,? or ?the entertainment??his definition of the women he bedded. I loved him, but it was no ordinary love. It?s the type of love that would make me go crazy or would kill me slowly. And I love me.
He nonchalantly stretched out one arm, then the other, to adjust his gem studded cuff links in the sleeves of his starched white shirt. ?So where?s your attorney?? he asked, smoothing the blue silk tie that matched the pinstripes of his elegant Italian suit. I couldn?t sit down any longer and let him continue to have the upper hand. So I straightened my back and then stood up next to him. Despite being five-seven from wearing three inch heels, he stood almost six inches taller than I, and he overshadowed me.
?Not to worry,? I snapped, grabbing my handbag. ?We don?t want to keep you from being single a minute longer than necessary.? I tucked my handbag under my arm so hard I thought surely I would find a bruise later. ?You?ve always been single in your mind and heart . . . and married only when it served your purpose.?
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