Reunion Under Fire
Can two officers of the law outrun danger…and love?When police psychologist Annie Fiero stumbles across a case of abuse in her hometown, she takes the assignment. In the process, she is reunited with her childhood friend Josh Avery, a lethally handsome detective and all grown up. But as Josh and Annie hunt down a vicious criminal, they must also resist deadly desire…
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Can two officers of the law outrun danger...and love?
A Silver Valley P.D. Romance
When police psychologist Annie Fiero stumbles across a case of abuse in her hometown, she takes the assignment. In the process, she is reunited with her childhood friend Josh Avery, who is all grown up and a lethally handsome detective. But as Josh and Annie hunt down a vicious criminal, they must also resist deadly desire...
Former naval intelligence officer and US Naval Academy graduate GERI KROTOW draws inspiration from the global situations sheâs experienced. Geri loves to hear from her readers. You can email her via her website and blog, gerikrotow.com.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07921-1
REUNION UNDER FIRE
© 2018 Geri Krotow
Published in Great Britain 2018
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For Ellenâyou are the strongest woman I know. I couldnât be more proud.
Special thanks to: Amy Whitworth for insight on volunteer matters; Dick Hammon for key pointers about police procedure; and to Alex Otteson and Family.
Contents
Annie Fieroâs vision blurred as she tried to make sense of her grandmother Ezzieâs bookkeeping. She stretched in the comfy leather swivel chair and took a long sip of her tea. Annie didnât use spreadsheets in her job at the New York Police Department, but back in her hometown of Silver Valley, Pennsylvania, she was struggling. She was a police psychologist, not an accountant or small-business owner. Except, for the next three months, she was the manager of Silver Threads Yarn Shop. Since Grandma Ezzie had a minor stroke and had flown to Florida to be nurtured by Annieâs parents, Annieâs sabbatical had appeared as the perfect solution to Annieâs mom. Annie had never been able to say no to her mother.
Annie looked around the historical room and couldnât stop a grin. Grandma Ezzieâs yarn shop sat in what had once been the library of a grand Victorian home. Floor-to-ceiling shelves were positioned against the circular wall, the original sliding ladder intact. Afraid of destroying the antique wood, they used modern stepladders now for insurance purposes. Hanks of hand-dyed wool hung over the rungs, drawing the customerâs eyes to the vast inventory. Instead of leather-bound books, the library shelves were chock-full of yarn. A rainbow of colors in various fibers surrounded Annie as she sat behind the service counter. It was a far cry from the noisy din of the NYPD offices and the trauma that had made her decision to return to Silver Valley an easy one.
âIâm so glad youâve come home, finally! Your grandmother must be ecstatic.â Ginny Vanderbruck, Grandma Ezzieâs lifelong friend and one of the shopâs most frequent flyers, glowed with small-town wonder. As if their town cornered the market on a happy life.
