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Saving Scott
Saving Scott
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Can a dead body in a chocolate shop revive a battle-fatigued cop? Or will it take the owner of the shop to save him? Homicide detective Scott Whelan lived for the job--until one day he was caught in the middle of a robbery gone bad. Although some call him a hero, he thinks of himself as a coward and a failure. He exists now in what he calls his "Dark Place". He accepts a new job as a civilian with the Pine Hills Police Department, thinking being close to the job will be better than leaving it completely. But when he finds himself in the middle of the investigation. Scott has to choose where his loyalties lie—with his brotherhood in blue, or his attractive new neighbor, who needs someone on her side. And figure out how to get out of the dark. Against her parents' wishes, Ashley Eagan has split from her unsupportive fiancé and moved to Pine Hills to start...
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Can a dead body in a chocolate shop revive a battle-fatigued cop? Or will it take the owner of the shop to save him?

Homicide detective Scott Whelan lived for the job--until one day he was caught in the middle of a robbery gone bad. Although some call him a hero, he thinks of himself as a coward and a failure. He exists now in what he calls his "Dark Place". He accepts a new job as a civilian with the Pine Hills Police Department, thinking being close to the job will be better than leaving it completely. But when he finds himself in the middle of the investigation. Scott has to choose where his loyalties lie—with his brotherhood in blue, or his attractive new neighbor, who needs someone on her side. And figure out how to get out of the dark.

Against her parents' wishes, Ashley Eagan has split from her unsupportive fiancé and moved to Pine Hills to start her dream business: Confections by Ashley. Faced with countless construction setbacks, she fears her plans for the perfect grand opening will be ruined. When a dead body turns up in her shop, a delayed opening is the least of her worries. Now, she's afraid she's facing murder charges. Her new neighbor has connections with the police department, but he's sending mixed messages. One minute he’s the friendly, handsome neighbor, the next, he's playing cop. Not to mention he's carrying enough baggage for a world-wide cruise. If Ashley's learned anything since leaving home, it's that she's the only one she can count on.

Saving Scott is the third book in Terry Odell's Pine Hills Police series. Meet two new residents, and connect with some familiar faces as Scott and Ashley learn to work together and trust one another. Things heat up hotter than the ovens in Ashley's bakery when Ashley's a suspect in a murder investigation.

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"You'll do well to get rid of that chip on your shoulder."

 

Without removing his gaze from the lieutenant, Scott Whelan swiped the fingers of his left hand across both shoulders. "Yes, sir. Chip removed, sir. Is that all?"

Scowling, the lieutenant shook his head. "It's obvious you don't want my advice. But I'll give you some anyway. Don't be stupid, Whelan. Dismissed."

Scott pivoted on his heel as smartly as any cadet and marched from his LT's office. Not until he was in the elevator of the sheriff's department—thankfully an empty elevator at the moment—did his jaw go from a tooth-breaking clench to a grimace. He leaned against the rear wall of the car, sucking air. He shifted, letting his right leg take most of his weight.

He shoved his hands in the pockets of his uniform slacks. Uniform. After eight years in plain clothes, despite several weeks in uniform on desk duty, he still considered his sheriff's uniform something worn to ceremonies. Or funerals. Not so far off, really. A funeral for his career.

Well, if he wasn't a detective for the sheriff's department anymore, he might as well hold a wake. When the elevator dinged at the ground floor, he squared his shoulders and, ducking his head against the ever-present Oregon drizzle, made his way out of the building toward his car. At least the weather matched his mood.

He avoided the Thunderbird Grill, where he'd have to face too many colleagues, and drove across town to MacGinty's. He succumbed to the pain in his leg and limped from his car to the pub. Brushing the raindrops from his hair, he found an empty stool near the end of the bar. When the bartender approached, he handed her his car key. "Macallan. Twelve year. Leave the bottle."

She lifted an eyebrow, her gaze fixed on his chest. "You sure about that, Officer Whelan?"

He glanced down. Right. He should have gone home and changed. He should have gone home period. He gave the bartender a weak smile. "I'm off duty. But you're right. Just give me the bottle. And my key."

Back at his apartment, he stared at the bottle in his hand. With a resigned sigh, he put it in his liquor cabinet. So much for a wake. Head pounding, he stripped off his damp uniform, letting it puddle on the floor. Wearing nothing but his socks and briefs, he headed for the bathroom. After twenty minutes in a steamy shower, the aches in his muscles eased, and a semblance of feeling human returned.

He dried off, wrapped the towel around his hips, and padded out to the dining room. He stood in front of the closed door of his liquor cabinet for several minutes, then turned away.

Don't be stupid.

He dragged a hand through his wet hair. He found a loaf of rye bread with some life left in it, and some cold cuts a mere two days beyond their expiration date. After eating two sandwiches, his headache retreated and his mood lifted. Meds and an empty stomach—not a good combination.

Don't be stupid.

The LT had shown unusual restraint. Normally, he'd have said something closer to "Don't be an asshole." Everyone was coddling him since the incident.

Scott yawned. The sensible thing to do would be to hit the rack early, not show up for his first day in Pine Hills looking and feeling like something the cat wouldn't bother dragging in.

Would it kill him to be sensible just once?

This new job at the podunk police department in Pine Hills was hardly a job at all. Not even a sworn officer. He'd almost turned it down. But deep down, he knew the LT had pulled strings, and damn it to hell, anything beat sitting around in his apartment, which was only a couple notches higher than lying in a hospital room.

He kicked his uniform halfway across the room, cursing as pain shot up his leg.

You're still on the job. Just not the way you used to be.

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About Terry

Terry was born in Los Angeles and after living over 3 decades in Florida,  now makes her home in Colorado. An avid reader (her parents tell everyone they had to move from their first home because she finished the local library), she always wanted to "fix" stories...

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