Kindle Edition
Karen Writes Murder
Category:
Action/Thriller
Publisher: Karen Vaughan Publications
Type: Fiction
Pages: 245
Copyright: Sepr 12, 2016
Price: $2.99 (eBook)
Sherlock meets Holmes and are partnered together. A dirty cop is trying to ruin Sherlock's career, or kill her which ever comes first. Sherlock finds love with her former partner Craig.
NIGEL HOLMES IS A BRITISH POLICE OFFICER SENT TO TORONTO AFTER A WITNESS WAS BRUTALLY MURDERED ON HIS WATCH.
KRISTEN SHERLOCK IS A DETECTIVE WHO WAS FRAMED FOR DRUG POSSESSION AND IS BEING HARRASSED BY A DIRTY COP BENT ON RUING HER
NIGEL IS POLITICALLY INCORRECT AND SWEARS LIKE A TRUCKER
KRISTEN IS A BY THE BOOK POLICE OFFICER.
CAN THEY WORK TOGETHER WITHOUT DRIVING EACH OTHER NUTS BEFORE HER STALKER HURTS KRISTEN
NIGEL, KRISTEN AND HER FORMER PARTNER CRAIG WORK TO BRING THE STALKER DOWN.
Excerpt
As I sat awaiting roll call, I noticed another new recruit standing by the coffee machine. I thought of going over there to warn him against drinking that swill. Why not let him find out the hard way? The coffee here was only marginally better than it had been at 22 division. The donuts, on the other hand, were as bad if not worse and could be used as hockey pucks for the NHL. Surely the Maple Leafs couldn't do any worse.
The other police officer came and sat down beside me as it was the only chair left. He introduced himself. "The name’s Nigel Holmes, what's yours?"
I wanted to laugh but held back. "Would you believe Kristen Sherlock?"
He gave a chuckle. "Ha! Imagine that Sherlock Holmes together again. Tell me, sweetie, what's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?"
I groaned. “First of all, that's the most used and cheesiest line there is; you need new material. Secondly, I was transferred from the 22 division out here for six months. It's a long story, so don't get me started right now. I'm still a little bit raw over the whole transfer thing. What about you?"
"Well as you can tell by my accent, I'm not exactly from around here. I've been sent over here from Manchester, UK. Apparently, I pissed off the pow-ers that be enough to exile me from Mother England. Again, they've got me for six months so they may as well use me to the best of my ability. I thought I was coming over to join the detective squad, but I just learned that I could be riding in a patrol car. Chasing down speeders and the like. What fun is that?"
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