When a cop and a newly released convict cross paths, few cons can expect anything positive. Struggling toward a home he knows no longer exists, Ike Hernandez meets a cop who seems different. He isn’t sure he can believe the kindness, but he wants to learn to trust again and regain his lost self-respect.<br><br>Perry Parker became a law enforcement officer to help people. He learned there wasn’t much he could do, but now and then he found someone he could help. Would the lost man with the little dog that he picked up one stormy night be one of them?<br><br>Pursuing tales about a new drug dealer, Perry starts to doubt the man he’s befriended, but something inside him still feels Ike is a decent person. When the real dealers take advantage of the convict’s past, Perry, his unofficial canine partner, and the little stray Ike adopted save the day. Can a cop, a con, and two dogs make an unorthodox family?

A Cop and a Con

He was about halfway to Perry’s house when a shiny black SUV with dark tinted windows pulled up beside him. The window on the passenger side slid down an inch. Ike kept walking. Something about the vehicle stood the hair up on the back of his neck. This was not anyone he wanted to talk to or even be seen near.


“Hey, muchacho, stop right there. Got a message for you.”


The voice was low, with a faint accent Ike could not quite place. Although it might have been Latino, it didn’t sound quite right. As much as he wanted to flee, he stopped. Hell, there could be a gun pointed at him. Dusk had fallen, and with the tinting, he couldn’t see anything inside the car.


“You need to move on, get outta here. This is not your turf. And if you’re the one they’re calling El Feo, quit trying to deal in our territory unless you want your clock stopped.”


Chapter 13