by John Inman
Detective Stone pushed his chair back and stood. Standing at the side of the bed, he brushed his fingers through Chaz’s hair before he dropped his hand to his side.
“Back to work,” he said to no one in particular. To Chaz alone he said, “I’ll be here when you’re released tomorrow to take you home.”
Chaz nodded, his eyes misting with tears. “Thank you.”
Stone looked as if he wanted to say more but would prefer not do it with the audience he had now. He plastered his face with that cop persona he applied so well, and with a last wink at all of us, he strode toward the door.
When the three of us were alone, Dario reached out and took my hand. Then he reached across the bed and took Chaz’s hand as well.
“We can be friends now, I think,” Dario quietly said. “We each of us have what we want. There’s nothing more to fight about.”
I watched Chaz’s thumb move over the back of Dario’s hand, even as Dario’s thumb moved over the back of mine. “You’re still too pretty,” Chaz said, a mischievous leer narrowing his eyes. “I could like you better if you were a little uglier.”
Dario laughed. “What are you bitching about? You ended up with the hunky cop. All I got was the writer.”
When they saw the shattered expression on my face, which, by the way, was actually there for show—mostly—Dario howled with laughter and Chaz sort of mumbled his way carefully around a giggle while trying not to bend his face and jar the stitches on his cheek.
Dario hung his head and pouted in insincere apology. “Sorry, babe.”
“No, you’re not,” I growled.
Dario snorted. “No, I’m not.”
He stood and pulled me to my feet. “Let’s go home and let Chaz rest. We have a cat to feed.”
A soft snoring filled the air, and gazing down we saw that Chaz had already drifted into sleep.
“Chaz has some explaining to do,” Dario said quietly.
“About him and the cop?” I asked. “He certainly does.” And turning to stare into Dario’s bottomless caramel eyes, I added, “It’s amazing how love sneaks in on tiptoe at the oddest times, and between the oddest of people.”
“You mean like between a writer and a busboy?” Dario asked.
“Yeah,” I said. “That’s a pretty good example.”
He stared at my teasing smile, then trailed a fingertip across my lips, all humor suddenly gone from his face. I stood speechless, floored by the love in his eyes. So many emotions thundered through me from one breath to the next, that all I could do was nod. Words were beyond me.
In the ensuing hush, which Dario seemed to understand, he laid his hand atop my chest as if to feel the beating of my heart beneath. He studied my face for a long moment, gently brushed a speck of lint from my injured shoulder, then took my hand and led me toward the door, toward the elevator, toward the bustling street outside.
Toward his new home. And life. With me.
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After forty years, when the fabric of their existence together finally begins to fray because of David’s imaginary infidelities, it is with humor and commitment that they strive to remain in each other’s heart.
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Only with the help of Homicide Detective Christian Martin, the cop in charge of his case, does Tyler see the possibility of another life beginning—the astounding revelation of another love reaching out to him. A love he thought he would never know again.
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What’s next is a good deal of soul-searching and some hard lessons learned with a dash of redemption thrown in for good measure.
And love too, believe it or not. Love that had been simmering all along at the heart of Scrudge’s miserable existence, although he was too selfish to see it—until a trio of holiday beasties pointed his sorry ass in the right direction.
Reverend Brian Lucas has a secret his congregation in the Nine Mile Methodist Church knows nothing about, and he’d really like to keep it that way. But even his earth-shattering secret takes a backseat to what else is happening in his tiny hometown.
Murders usually do that.
Brian’s “close friend,” Sam, is urging a resolution to their little problem, but Brian’s brother, Boyd, the County Sheriff, is more caught up in chasing down a homicidal maniac who is slaughtering little old ladies.
When Brian’s secret and Boyd’s mystery run into each other head on, and Boyd’s fifteen-year-old son, Jesse, gets involved, all hell breaks loose. Then a fourth death comes to terrify the town, and it is Brian who begins to see what is taking place in their little corner of the Corn Belt. But even for a Methodist minister, it will take more than prayer to set it right.
Old friends and business partners, Maitland Carter and Lenny Fritz, may not be the two sharpest pickle forks in the picnic basket, but they have big hearts. And they are just now coming around to the fact that maybe their hearts are caught in a bit of turmoil.
Diving headfirst into a whirlwind of animal mayhem, these two self-proclaimed pet detectives strive to earn a living, reunite a few poor lost creatures with their lonely owners, and hopefully not make complete twits of themselves in the process.
When they stumble onto a confusing crime involving venomous reptiles, which is rather unnerving since they’re more accustomed to dealing with misplaced puppy dogs and puddy tats, they take the plunge into becoming real-life crime stoppers.
While they’re plunging into that, they’re also plunging into love. They just haven’t admitted it to each other yet.
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JOHN INMAN has been writing fiction since he was old enough to hold a pencil. He and his partner live in beautiful San Diego, California. Together, they share a passion for theater, books, hiking and biking along the trails and canyons of San Diego or, if the mood strikes, simply kicking back with a beer and a movie. John’s advice for anyone who wishes to be a writer? “Set time aside to write every day and do it. Don’ t be afraid to share what you’ve written. Feedback is important. When a rejection slip comes in, just tear it up and try again. Keep mailing stuff out. Keep writing and rewriting and then rewrite one more time. Every minute of the struggle is worth it in the end, so don’t give up. Ever. Remember that publishers are a lot like lovers. Sometimes you have to look a long time to find the one that’s right for you.”
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By John Inman
Chasing the Swallows
A Hard Winter Rain
Head-on
Hobbled
Jasper’s Mountain
Loving Hector
My Busboy
Paulie
Payback
The Poodle Apocalypse
Scrudge & Barley, Inc.
Shy
Snow on the Roof (Dreamspinner Anthology)
Spirit
Sunset Lake
Two Pet Dicks
THE BELLADONNA ARMS
Serenading Stanley
Work in Progress
Coming Back
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ISBN: 978-1-63477-083-5
Digital ISBN: 978-1-63477-084-2
Library of Congress Control Number: 2016901593
Published July 2016
v. 1.0
Printed in the United States of America
Table of Contents
Blurb
Dedication
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
Epilogue
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