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

After hanging up their jackets, they went into the kitchen where Teague began making coffee.


“You look like a drowned rat,” Hoyt said with a grin, running his fingers through Teague’s damp hair.


“I should get it cut again,” Teague responded, grinning back.


“Naw. On you, the too long look is good. Me? I look like a mountain man who’s just come into town when I let mine grow any longer than it is now, because it’s pretty much untamable.”


“Has a mind of its own, huh? Just like the man it belongs to.”


Hoyt laughed. “That’s one way to describe it—and me I suppose.”


“Definitely you.” Teague gazed at him for a long moment. “You know what you want and you don’t give up until you get it, I think. Whether it’s stopping someone like Irwin, or getting back into shape as fast as you could so you can get back in the field again, or…”


“Or doing what I have to, to be with the man I’m more than half in love with,” Hoyt said quietly, finishing where he thought Teague was going with his words.


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