.38 Caliber Cover-Up

.38 Caliber Cover-Up
Angi Morgan

Undercover DEA agent Erren Rhodes was used to working alone. So the very idea of teaming up with Officer Darby O'Malley to ferret out a killer wasn't exactly how he thought this critical mission would go. But thanks to information only the beautiful cop possessed, finding whoever was responsible for shooting Erren's friend made Darby a valuable - and irresistible - partner.Digging into the case, though, revealed a far-reaching conspiracyand angered all the wrong people. Now, trying to bring a killer to justice while keeping Darby safe was making Erren remember why he was better off on his own. Especially when Darby made him long to hole up with her in the safe house and never let her out of his sight.

“There’s no one you can call to let them know what we’re doing?”

Darby wanted confirmation they were proceeding down the correct path.

“I don’t trust anybody. Neither should you.”

He heard her low, throaty growl of frustration. He closed his eyes again, trying to recall the handler’s face who had set him up so thoroughly tonight.

Strangely enough, he could only picture Darby at the moment she chose to help him. The panic that flooded her eyes had been conquered and set aside with one determined heartbeat.

This woman was more than under his skin and he hadn’t even known her a full hour.

.38 Caliber Cover-Up

Angi Morgan

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

About the Author

ANGI MORGAN had several jobs before taking the opportunity to stay home with her children and develop the writing career she always wanted. Volunteer work led to a houseful of visiting kids and an extended family. College breaks are full of homemade cookies, lots of visitors and endless hugs.

When the house is quiet, Angi plots ways to intrigue her readers with complex story lines. She throws her characters into situations they’ll never overcome…until they find the one person who can help.

With their three children out of the house, Angi and her husband live in North Texas with only the four-legged “kids” to interrupt her writing. For up-to-date news and information, visit Angi at her website, www.AngiMorgan.com.

CAST OF CHARACTERS

Dallas police officer Darby O’Malley—Until recently her only desire has been to work undercover. Now, it’s to clear her younger brother of murder charges. She’s on the edge of losing her job and her brother just might be guilty.

Undercover DEA agent Erren Rhodes—He’s been undercover for six years and he’s ready to get out before he makes a mistake and “gets dead.” When his mentor is murdered, he’s ready for justice.

Academy officer Walter Pike—Darby’s partner asked Erren to deliver the package, but was murdered before he could leave instructions.

Assistant district attorney Brian Thrumburt—Pike told him this case would make his career.

DEA agent John Knighton—Erren’s handler who disappears while watching Erren’s back.

The sergeant major—Denny O’Malley, U.S. Army, retired, and Darby’s father.

Sean O’Malley—Darby’s older brother. The only O’Malley sibling with a boring desk job.

Michael O’Malley—His blood type was found at the scene linking him to Pike’s murder. Shot and in a coma, he has all the answers, but no one can ask him the questions.

Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter One

Alley. Lexus. Two drug dealers.

The situation read like a bad book: The Auto-Frickin-Biography of Erren Rhodes. He was pathetic. He would dread going through the motions of this meeting, but he was numb. Numb to the filth he dealt with on a daily basis. Numb to the filth he’d portrayed for the last six years. Numb to his filthy shell of a life.

Pike was dead and in the ground. Ambushed. Executed.

No witnesses.

Rhodes was certain no one had seen him at the funeral of his mentor, the man who had kicked his teenage years into shape. He’d stayed out of sight. He’d hung around the edges of the cemetery just as he did the edges of his fictional existence.

It was a dark and stormy night…blah, blah, blah. He’d laugh if it weren’t playing out in front of him like a colorized black-and-white film. It was time to get out of deep-cover work, but not before he found Pike’s murderer. He wouldn’t let the bastard go without justice.