On the Scent: A laugh out loud pet detective rom com!
The USA TODAY bestseller‘Campbell has a snarky sense of humor’ USA Today’s Happy Ever AfterPerfect for fans of Sookie Stackhouse & Stephanie Plum!Hannah Dawson has a big problem: she’s just become the unexpected owner of a snarky cat, a loveable but not-so-bright dog… and their $10 million fortune!Which would be awesome if it hadn’t made her the target of every wacko in the metro Atlanta area. Now Hannah and her famous pets need protecting and there’s only one man who can help them…Enter Zachary Collins: ex-TV star of ‘The Psychic Detective’ and street-wise private investigator – all 6 foot blue-eyed gorgeousness!Only Zach’s got secrets of his own – not least that he finds his new client irresistibly hot. The more time he spends keeping Hannah out of harm’s way, the more he’s tempted to give in to the attraction… even if it means breaking all his own rules.
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Angela Campbell
I read my first romance at 16 and immediately attempted to write one, too. Many attempts (and a couple of decades) later, I finally published my first novel. A mild-mannered newspaper reporter with more than 15 years experience as a general assignment reporter, features editor and graphic designer, I have also worked as a production assistant in TV and film. I now live in the Southeast with my rescue cat. Learn more about my books at www.angelacampbellonline.com.
Thank you to my BFF, Cindy, for encouraging me to follow my dreams. Thank you to my best friends in fur, Dusti, Valentino, Sunny and Ginger, for inspiring the characters who stole this story. Thank you to my amazing critique partners, Jennifer, Pamela and Cynthia, and the many beta readers who offered me their time and feedback. Finally, thank you to Charlotte Ledger for recognizing the potential in this story and helping me bring it to the world.
For the rest of you, please remember to spay and neuter your pets. There are lots of homeless animals at shelters in need of good homes. Please consider adopting one!
âCheck this out, bro.â E.J. lowered his voice as he stepped closer. âThereâs a real dog out here to see you.â
Zachary Collins paused mid pull-up and clenched his jaw. Dammit, didnât E.J. know anything about office etiquette? Last thing they needed was a complaint about rude employees to the Better Business Bureau.
âNot appropriate, E.J.â Zach huffed as he lifted his chin up over the bar heâd mounted in the doorway to his officeâs private bathroom. His left arm began to tremble beneath the strain. âWhatâs she want?â
Nine.
Ten.
Done.
He dropped to the floor, shook the slight tingle out of his left hand, and reached for the towel draped across his chair. E.J. leaned back against the closed door and shrugged. âDunno. She just asked for you.â
Heâd known putting E.J. at the reception desk was a bad idea. The kid was too rough around the edges. Too ignorant of the job.
Wiping the sweat from his neck, Zach made his way to his desk. The security monitor on his computer screen showed him the side profile of a dark-haired woman sitting in the waiting room.
Dog? Not from what he could see.
As though she sensed she was being watched, she shifted and looked directly into the corner camera mounted in the lobby. She stared for a minute before she looked down at her hands, clenching and unclenching in her lap.
Shit.
It was her.
Zach swore and pounded a fist on his desk. He reached for his phone. âIsnât Brian around? Kellan?â He punched in his partnerâs extension, only to get Brianâs voicemail.
âSure, butââ Beside him, E.J. tugged at the necktie Zach had insisted he wear and shuffled on his feet. âThe lady specifically asked for you and said sheâd take her business elsewhere if you werenât available.â
Slamming the phone back in the cradle, Zach stepped into the bathroom and splashed some water on his face before hurrying to change into his respectable white button-down shirt and black slacks. âDid she say why she wanted to see me?â
The young man scrunched his face. âNah, man. Just said it was important.â
