A murder in a small Colorado town closely resembles unsolved crimes committed by a serial killer almost thirty years ago. Private investigator Teague Donovan learns of the recent murder and is instantly drawn to the case, because one of the victims in the past was his best friend, and he is determined to bring the killer to justice.<br><br>Hoyt Newman, the detective in charge of the most recent case, is none too happy with Teague's interfering. At least not until a second homeless boy is tortured and killed. As the two men work together, they begin to develop an interest in each other -- one that seems fated not to come to fruition since Teague is city, through and through, and Hoyt is definitely country to the core.

The City PI and the Country Cop

“Yeah. Sorry. Force of habit I guess. Okay, what do you do in your free time?”


“Sleep?” Teague replied with a laugh. “I told you I’m a workaholic.”


“I don’t believe you never take time for yourself.”


Teague shrugged. “Rarely. When I do, I find a movie I think I can tolerate and head out for an exciting night at a theater. Me and a box of Junior Mints.”


Hoyt swung around to face Teague directly, shaking his head. “I’d have figured you for peanut butter cups or chocolate raisins. Something at least marginally healthy.”


“I did say ‘marginally’. Personally I’m a Three Musketeers fan.”


“That’s your serve and protect coming out.”


“Nope. It’s the fact that I like the nougat filling. There’s something about it that’s…Okay, I shouldn’t say this but it’s sexy.”


“Sexy candy?” Teague arched an eyebrow in amusement.


“What can I tell you? In my book it is. Chocolate. You can roll it around in your mouth…” Hoyt coughed, looking away. “Stupid, huh?”


Chapter 27