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When rookie K-9 officer Shane West and his German shepherd partner find the lead police dog trainer murdered, hes determined to bring the killer to justice. But then he discovers Gina Perry hiding nearbya pretty junior trainer who had the motive, means and opportunity to kill her boss. Gina insists her troubled brother is the real murdererand this isnt the first time hes killed. And when Ginas brother comes after her, Shane is assigned to protect her and uncover the truth. Suddenly, Shanea cop who always hoped to join a big-city forcevows to stay by Ginas side as a murderer lurks in the small-town shadows.
Rookie K-9 Unit: These lawmen solve the toughest cases with the help of their brave canine partners.
Gina had almost been killed.
Shane ran a hand over the back of the trucks seat. Applying a little pressure on the backrest, he could feel the sharp tip of the arrow where it had gone through the metal of the truck. So close. He breathed out a prayer of thanksgiving.
Another inch and the arrow would have skewered Gina in the back.
Gina came out of the police station. Tell me whats happening. She spotted the arrow sticking out of the back of the cab and gasped. Do you think Did my brother do this?
Shane wouldnt sugarcoat the truth. Unless theres someone with a vendetta against the K-9 trainers, which I doubt, I cant think of anyone else who wants you dead. Can you?
She wrapped her arms around her middle. No.
Shane didnt like her standing outside, making herself an easy target if her brother had followed them to the station. Come on, lets get back inside.
Gina followed Shane into the station and sank onto a bench.
Bella, Shanes K-9 partner, went to her and put her chin on Ginas knees.
That told Shane a lot.
ROOKIE K-9 UNIT:
These lawmen solve the toughest cases
with the help of their brave canine partners
Protect and ServeTerri Reed, April 2016
Truth and ConsequencesLenora Worth, May 2016
Seek and FindDana Mentink, June 2016
Honor and DefendLynette Eason, July 2016
Secrets and LiesShirlee McCoy, August 2016
Search and RescueValerie Hansen, September 2016
TERRI REEDs romance and romantic suspense novels have appeared on Publishers Weekly top twenty-five and Nielsen BookScans top one hundred lists and have been featured in USA TODAY, Christian Fiction Magazine and RT Book Reviews. Her books have been finalists for the Romance Writers of America RITA® Award contest, the National Readers Choice Award contest and three times in the American Christian Fiction Writers Carol Award contest. Contact Terri at terrireed.com or PO Box 19555, Portland, OR 97224.
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For God has not given us a spirit of fear,
but of power and of love and of a sound mind.
2 Timothy 1:7
To my family and my critique partners
for your encouragement, love and support.
And to my editors Emily Rodmell and Tina James
for inviting me to write this book and for believing in me. Thank you!
Contents
Cover
Back Cover Text
Introduction
About the Author
Title Page
Bible Verse
Dedication
ONE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
FIVE
SIX
SEVEN
EIGHT
NINE
TEN
ELEVEN
TWELVE
THIRTEEN
FOURTEEN
FIFTEEN
SIXTEEN
Dear Reader
Extract
Copyright
ONE
Georgiiiinnnaaa!
Gina Perry froze midstride in the center of her bedroom. An explosion of panic detonated in her chest. She recognized the unmistakable singsong tone of her brother.
Oh, no. No, no, no. Tim had tracked her to Desert Valley, Arizona.
Frantic with alarm, she whirled around to search the confines of her upstairs bedroom. The sliding glass door to the terrace stood open, allowing the dark March night air to fill her house.
Where was he? How had he discovered where shed been hiding? Had she made a fatal error that brought him to her door?
She stumbled backward on shaky legs just as her brother stepped from the shadows of her closet.
Light from the bedside table lamp glinted off the steel blade of a large knife held high in his hand. His face was covered by a thick beard, his hair stuck out in a wild frenzy and the mania gleaming in his hazel eyes slammed a fist of fear into her gut.
Choking with terror, she turned and fled down the stairs.
She couldnt let him catch her or hed make good on his threat to kill her. Just as he had their father two years ago.
Her bare feet slid on the hardwood steps. She used the handrail to keep her balance.
Tim pounded down the stairs behind her, the sound hammering into her like nails on a coffin.
Her breathing came out in harsh rasps, filling her head with the maddening noise. She made a grab for her phone on the charger in the foyer but missed. Abandoning the device, she lurched for the front door and managed to get the lock undone and the door opened.
Without a backward glance, she sprinted into the night, across the small yard to the road. Rocks and debris bit into her bare feet, but she ignored the pain. Faster!
Dear God, help me!
The Desert Valley police station was only half a mile down the quiet residential road on the west side of town. Street lamps provided pools of light that threatened to expose her. She ducked behind the few cars parked along the curb and moved rapidly through the shadows.
She had to reach the police station. Only there would she would be safe.
There, Tim couldnt hurt her.
Sisssster! Im coming for you!
He wasnt far behind. Shed never make it to the station before he caught her. But the K-9 training center where she worked was closer. If she could get inside, she could call for help.
Grateful the moon hid behind cloud cover on this spring night, she stayed in the shadows and prayed shed make it to safety. Just a little farther now. Her lungs burned from exertion. Her heart pounded in her chest.
Not daring to glance back to see how close Tim had gained on her, she ran for the training center and dove behind the bushes growing along the fence of the small outdoor puppy-training yard. She sent up a silent plea to God above that Tim wouldnt find her in the bushes.
You cant hide from me, Tim shouted, his voice taking on the manic tone she knew all too well. A tone that had always sent her into hiding when they were kids.
Her body trembled with fear. She curled into herself, hoping to make herself smaller, less of a target for him to spot. The unmistakable sound of his heavy breathing as he passed by her hiding place tormented her. She bit her lip, drawing blood, the coppery taste making her gag. She clamped a hand over her mouth.
You betrayed me, Gina. For that youll pay. Im going to kill you as soon as I find you.
His voice sounded farther away now. Hed moved past the yard and was nearly at the end of the next building. She breathed a small sigh of relief. But she couldnt relax. She wasnt safe yet. She had to get inside the training center.
Cautiously, she made her way along the training yard fence in a low crouch. The gate to the yard was open. Odd. All the trainers were careful to keep them closed and locked in case a dog escaped from the center and made it outside. It was as much for the dogs protection as the general publics.
She rounded the corner and froze.
Someone lay faceup on the ground, half in, half out of the gate.
Moving closer, Gina recognized Veronica Earnshaw.
Ginas boss.
Panic crawled up Ginas throat and she gasped for air.
There were two gaping wounds in Veronicas chest.
Oh, no. No! Had Tim done this? Had he come to the training center first and, when hed failed to find Gina, hurt Veronica instead?
Gina scuttled closer. Please, Lord, dont let her be dead. Veronica?
With a trembling hand, she put two fingers against Veronicas neck.
No pulse. Ginas heart sank.
It seemed, once again, God had ignored Ginas plea. Just as He had when Gina witnessed her brother murder their father.
She choked back a sob. Tears blurred her vision. It should have been her lying in the dirt, not Veronica.
A scrape of noise echoed in the stillness of the night. Her brother retracing his steps?
She scuttled back to the bushes, burrowing in deep and drawing her knees to her chest. A line of Scripture wove through the shock numbing her mind. She clung to it like a lifeline. The Lord is with me, I will not be afraid.
The litany echoed through her head, mocking her. Because she was afraid. Deathly afraid.
* * *
Officer Shane Weston and his canine partner, a German shepherd named Bella, walked along Desert Valley Road. The cool Arizona night air smelled of the fragrant western honey mesquite trees that had started to flower as spring arrived.
It was dark, nearly ten oclock, but Shane couldnt remain cooped up inside the condo he was staying in, one for out-of-town trainees. He was restless, anxious to see where hed be assigned. Hed put in a request for his hometown police department of Flagstaff, but no one could guarantee hed get his choice or even that he had a choice.
This past Friday, hed completed his twelve-week training session at the Canyon County Training Center, a pilot project for the state of Arizona that trained new police recruits to be K-9 officers.
Not every candidate who applied was selected for the K-9 program. Shane had been thrilled that hed made the cut. Once he was accepted, hed been placed with a group of other rookies, and theyd attended the police academy together in Phoenix before coming to Desert Valley for the K-9 training.
Upon the start of every twelve-week session, the trainers matched each officer with a dog based on master trainer Veronica Earnshaws research into the rookies, along with questionnaires the recruits filled out prior to the start of the program.
Shane had gleaned that all the trainers used their instincts and knowledge of dogs to help with the pairing of officers to canines. The center was a well-run operation, highly respected throughout the state and a model for other centers.
Shane couldnt be more pleased with his pairing to Bella.
He knew, however, that once the training began, if a dog and rookie officer hadnt jelled for whatever reason and the trainers attempts to intervene failed, then the officer and dog were reassigned to work with new partners to finish out the program.
Thankfully, he and Bella had meshed from the moment they were introduced.
Now that training was complete, the officers and their canines would be allocated to various police stations throughout Arizona, and the training center would then be reimbursed by the police stations. A win-win for everyone.
Shane sent up another quick prayer that his request would be honored and hed be assigned to the Flagstaff PD, where he could prove to his brothers and father that he wasnt weak. He wasnt a failure.
He planned to be the best officer he could be, with ambitions to one day make captain, or even chief. One day hed be the one in charge, and then hed finally earn his familys respect.
Shane waved a greeting to an older man taking out his trash.
Very few people were out on this Saturday night, and those who were made a point of acknowledging him and Bella. Shane liked that the community of Desert Valley embraced the K-9 officers and their canine partners. He couldnt say the same of bigger cities, where law enforcement was usually viewed with fear, suspicion and malice.
Bella stopped abruptly, her ears perking and her nose lifting to smell the air.
Unease tightened Shanes shoulder muscles. Shed been alerted to something. What is it, girl?
Bella took off. Keeping the beam of the flashlight aimed ahead of him, Shane ran to keep up, his feet pounding noisily on the pavement. The lead connected to the dogs collar pulled taut, and Shane pressed himself to move faster. They headed toward the training center. Had something happened to one of the dogs? The trainers?