Wild (Prologue Crime)

I never knew what trouble was until she came back into my life and started fanning the flames on an old torch.

“I need you, Lee,” she said. Then she looked up at me with those wonderful, burning dark eyes of hers and I fell into them just like I always did—like it was yesterday and we were crazy in love on Cloud 13.

Only it was today. Only she already had a husband. Only he was missing. She wanted me to find him before he found her—and killed her.

There were holes in her story. There were holes in my head, too. Because I bought every word of it.

Bang! The next thing I knew I was head over heels in a mess of corpses, killers, and wild, wild women.