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Staying Cool
2012
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3.80
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46
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A novelette: approximately 50 pages (12,000 words) Raven Force: Story #2 _____________________________________________ Patrick Byrne is doing his job, which at the moment means standing in driving rain getting his butt soaked, waiting for the lights to go out on the house across the street. It's a two-bit P.I. job—that he's not happy about—keeping tabs on a high-class hooker named Silver, a woman who's been double-crossing her highest paying client, a very possessive Daddy Big Bucks. Or so Patrick's been told. What he hasn't been told is that he knows Silver from another time, another place, when he wasn't a two-bit P.I. and Silver didn't have "clients." Hell, she even had another name. Back then there'd been talk of love and one of those happily-ever-after scenarios everyone's so high on. Until, without so much as a good-bye, she'd taken off—disappeared—left him flash frozen on a street corner with egg on his mug and a clutch of wilted roses in his fist. She'd made a raw fool of him, and he wasn't up for a second helping of heartache. So... Cool. He'd stay cool. He'd complete his report for Mister Big Bucks and move on—double time. Good plan, maybe a great plan—until some guy the size of a semi follows his woman into her house and holds a pillow over her beautiful face. That's a game changer and, like it or not, Patrick is drawn into a dangerous scheme—the kind of scheme both Silver and the Raven Force are expert at.

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E.C. Sheedy
E.C. Sheedy
Author · 20 books

I live on Vancouver Island in the moody, green, and rain-washed Pacific Northwest. So when I'm seriously story challenged (too often!) I often walk the beach and commune with the stunning and multi-talented Mother Nature. (Make that beg for inspiration!) If that doesn’t work, a few minutes thinking about the quirks and foibles of human nature usually does the trick. I dislike cooking. I dislike nosy people. I dislike too many rainy days in a row. I dislike snakes. And the only word I hate is hate. I love reading, writing, my sons, my sister, my twin granddaughters, my Rhodesian Ridgeback, Boon—and most of all my first and last husband, Tim. You can follow me on Twitter, if that's something you tend to do. @EC_Sheedy I also mess around on Tumblr. That's here: http://ecsheedy.tumblr.com/

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