An investigative reporter gets more than she bargained for when landing the story of her career.
Smart mouthed Taci Andrews is an investigative reporter for the Riverdale Times with a lot on her plate. Between receiving a dreaded invitation to her ten year high school reunion, her best friend Annie’s divorce drama and her own solitary dating status her fun meter is pretty much pegged.
When Taci’s partner goes missing while covering a missing child feature she is suddenly thrown into the story of her career, which oddly enough delves into a past she would rather forget. She soon finds herself squaring off against a malicious class Barbie Doll, the High School Quarterback and a steamy Fireman from her past whose deep blue eyes are still enough to curl her toes.
Concerned about the disappearance of his friend's daughter, Firefighter Tony Parsons returns to his hometown of Riverdale to see what is being done with the case. Having a few connections with the police force he decides to pull in a few favors, running into former classmate Taci Andrews in the process. His last memory of Taci was back in high school when she'd given him a black eye for feeling up her shirt. He had to admit the grown up version of Taci was even better than the adolescent version and when he learns she's covering the story for the Times he decides to tag along.
Despite babysitting three hyped up children, having a disastrous date night, receiving an ominous warning and nearly getting blown up, the sparks that quickly ignite between Tony and Taci are hard to ignore, despite their best efforts. As they delve deeper to uncover the deadly truths surrounding the sleepy town of Riverdale, the old feud that rested between them for ages begins to give way to an unexpected passion.
But new feelings for one another or not they both have a job to do and a missing child to find. Can they put their feelings aside to solve the case or will they be next on the missing person’s list?
Webster’s Dictionary defines precognition as the knowledge of an event before it occurs. Somewhere in the vortex of our minds this vast knowledge is tucked away for future reference, revealing itself only when that time comes to a head.
An investigative reporter might call it their “ah-ha” moment. Myself I call it irony. Irony can be a tricky thing, especially when you are being thrown through the air due to an explosion that rocked the farmhouse you were just standing in.
My “ah-ha” moment came with the realization that I’d known nothing good would come of the story I was working on, point proven by the crash landing I was now making on the solid ground.
Now I’d like to say that my life up to this point has been pretty standard for a twenty eight year old single female with a penchant for attracting trouble, but standard would be an understatement. My name is Taci Andrews and I’m an investigative reporter for the Riverdale Times.
While the life of an investigative reporter can be far from ordinary you learn to just go with the flow, especially when the flow happens to be the largest story the small town of Riverdale Iowa has ever encountered.