STILL
MISSING
By
Christiane France
This
is the sequel to Missing, But Not Dead, and there’s a third book in the works.
Blurb:
Ever
since Greg Stewartson, ex-cop, private investigator, and half-owner of Amethyst
Cove Security & Investigations, first met Ash Tyler, a handsome and very
sexy nurse, he’s been trying to find Ash’s biological family—the one Ash says
he had before he was taken into care and adopted by the Tylers more than twenty
years ago. Greg and Ash are now a couple, but Greg’s leads have all turned into
dead ends, so Ash told him to let it go.
Then
one night a half-drowned man is brought into the urgent care clinic where Ash
works. He says he’s looking for Jack Smith, the man Ash knew as grandpa.
Suddenly Greg is up to his ears in new information and new leads. Will he
finally get Ash the answers he so desperately wants or is he being conned by a
pair of clever hustlers determined to conceal the truth?
Excerpt:
“Did you get a chance to follow up on that guy who was
brought into the clinic last night? The one who said he had to find Jack?”
“I
made a few inquiries. That waiter you said brought him into the clinic didn’t
know anything about him, but he said his friend might. Today was the friend’s
day off, but I’ll try to stop by the surf shop again tomorrow.”
“You
didn’t go down to the rocks?” Ash seemed a tad surprised.
“Not
yet. I figure I should wait and hear what the other guy has to say about him
first.”
He
reached up and patted my cheek. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to push. I guess that’s
how you PI’s have to do it, huh? One careful step at a time?”
“It’s
all I can do when I have nothing solid to go on.”
Ash
nodded. “Probably the best approach with this guy. He was pretty jumpy last
night. I wouldn’t want him to take off before we know what he’s all about.”
This
was exactly why I’d decided not to say anything about my chat with Mary or the
kid who’d shown up in The Riptide, at least for now. No point in raising Ash’s
hopes for what could be yet another disappointment.
“We still going to Le
Pastis for dinner?”
“That’s the plan. I just
need a few minutes to change.”
I chuckled at the way he managed to
slide his body off the lounger without disturbing the cats more than absolutely
necessary.
“I
see the boys already have you well trained.”
“Trained?
Me?” He shook his head. “No way. I was just trying to be considerate and not
spoil their sleep.”
“Right.”
I wrapped my arms around Ash and gave him a hug. “They’re so good at what they
do, you don’t even know they’ve done it. Now, scoot. I’m starving.” With that,
I turned him toward the house and gave him a smack on the butt as incentive.
He
took a couple of steps, wiggled his ass and shot me a provocative look over his
shoulder. “Before I change I need to wash off the sunblock. Sure you wouldn’t
like to join me in the shower? Maybe wash my back, massage my shoulders a
little…hmm? What do you say?”
“No.
Now, go.”
“No?”
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