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

Coupled with shock and fear, exhaustion hit Ike hard as he labored up the five worn steps to the porch and the back door. The door opened before he reached it. Another villainous looking man stood there, his lips twisted in a sneer. This one was short and stocky, his head shaved bare in the style many in the drug culture adopted. Glancing around the room which seemed to be both living room and kitchen, Ike saw his cousin seated in a corner. He knew Chivo was not his friend, but he hadn’t expected the triumph and contempt he saw on his cousin’s face. What the fuck is going on?


Chivo’s smile bled wicked scorn. “You should not have come back, holido.You never belonged here. Your mama was my Tia Norma, and I wouldn’t say she slept with niggers, but she got you somewhere. Maybe it was your papa, or maybe his padre who was un hombre de sangre negro.They shoulda kept your black ass in that prison anyway.”


“You, you aren’t the drug boss. Can’t be. What’s your stake in this deal?”


Chapter 19