Six women have been murdered, and Michael is nowhere near knowing who killed them. But he is certain the barman Spyros is involved in some way. If only he can stop thinking with the wrong brain whenever he’s around the man.<br><br>Spyros wishes he wasn’t sexually attracted to the police officer who arrested him for murder. The feeling builds whenever they’re around each other.<br><br>After they’re snowed in at the Derbyshire Dales building, the men find themselves together more than they should. Spyros has no idea if this is a blessing in disguise for him, while Michael toys with the idea of giving in to his attraction is worth it. One’s a suspect; the other’s the law. Not the ideal combination for a perfect relationship. But can they make it work?

Snowed In: Michael and Spyros

“Is there anything to identify the killer right now?” he asked.


“I won’t know until I’ve done the autopsy.” The pathologist eased himself to his feet. “I can’t say much else, I’m afraid, Michael.”


“Apart from a definite time of death.”


“I can do that.” The pathologist nodded towards the door. “What time did Mr Sipsis say the call came in?”


“He called me thirty seconds after the call was cut off with the victim. About eleven-thirty.”


“The time’s about right. She was dead not long after that phone call.”


Michael had guessed as such. At least it was quick. And Spyros certainly couldn’t be blamed for this, especially when he had been on the other end of the phone.


They needed to get statements from the neighbours. In the current weather, they would be lucky if anyone saw anything.


He followed the pathologist and the body being wheeled out into the hall. Spyros hadn’t moved from the stairs. The blanket had been tightened around him, however. Michael stood in front of him.


Chapter 8