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Just call me Calamity Jane, wherever I go, trouble soon follows. Which makes my job as a Maricopa County Sheriff’s Deputy a bit hazardous. From chasing down a bank robber to dealing with a cat burglar or handling Sun City’s seniors who are crazy as June bugs and horny as hell.
My personal life is complicated. Off duty I’m a ballroom dancer. Detective Sergeant Dante Delgado is my new dance partner. My relationship with him puts me in the crosshairs of a dirty cop with homicidal tendencies. Can we stop him, or will we become his next victims?
Law enforcement isn’t for the fainthearted. Are you brave enough to enter my world?
Author’s note: I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher for way too many years and this novella contains some of the wilder incidents that occurred.
I frowned. There were two naked people on the sidewalk having sex. The woman’s arms were flailing wildly. “Is he raping her?”
“Shit! I think so. Call it in.” Julie flipped on the overhead lights and made a kamikaze cut across four lanes of traffic. Tires squealed, horns honked, and people made rude hand gestures.
Hanging on for dear life, I keyed my mic. “Charlie-23 we’re out with a possible rape in progress at the corner of 59th avenue and Myrtle. I need you to notify Glendale Police Department.”
“Copy, Charlie-23,” the dispatcher replied.
Julie brought the patrol car to a skidding stop in a dry cleaner’s parking lot. We bailed out and sprinted over to the gyrating couple.
“Get off her!” I yelled.
“I’m not done yet,” the man growled and kept thrusting into the woman.
I Maced him. “Oh, yes, you are.”
“Fuck,” he bellowed, and frantically rubbed his eyes.
The woman wrapped her legs around his back and shrieked, “Go away. He’s my best customer.”
“Customer?” Julie shot me an astonished look.
I shook my head in disbelief and noticed the lookie-loos filming us. Great, just what we needed. “Mister, unless you want to get Maced again, you will get to your feet and pull your pants up. Now! No one wants to see that thing.”
Julie grabbed the loudly protesting prostitute under the arms and dragged her away from the john. “It’s against the law to have sex in public.”
4 out of 5 (very good)
Independent Reviewer for Archaeolibrarian - I Dig Good Books!
This is book 2 in the Deputy Gemma Stone series. I have not read book one, but I picked this one up quick enough. So I'd say it can be read as a stand alone.
And for the most part, I did enjoy this short read, some 130 pages, I really did.
I just found the fact that Gemma got into so many scrapes and bumps, accidents and getting shot at, it all became a bit too much. FOR ME! I need to stress that, for me, I found it a bit too much in the short space of time it took me to read this book.
There is some kooky going on in the Sheriff's department, and Gemma, along with her new boyfriend, needs to figure it out, especially as it might have some relation to Dante's parent's deaths. And they do, eventually.
Some very funny moments, that really were laugh-out-loud bits and I think these are what made me give it 4 stars and not 3. It's full of drama, but not real angst. Low on the steam scale too. But I didn't mind that here.
I'm not usually one for comedy in my romance books, but I did enjoy this one. Whether I read more, will remain to be seen, though.
An enjoyable, 4 star read
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I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher for the Glendale Police Department and to keep from going totally bonkers – I mean people have no idea what a real emergency is. Take this for example: I answered, “9-1-1 emergency, what’s your emergency?” And this hysterical woman yelled, “My bird is in a tree.” Sometimes I really couldn’t help myself, so I said, “Birds have a tendency to do that, ma’am.” The woman screeched, “No! You don’t understand. My pet parakeet is in the tree. I’ve just got to get him down.” Like I said, not a clue. “I’m sorry ma’am but we don’t get birds out of trees.” The woman then cried, “But… What about my husband? He’s up there, too.” See what I had to deal with? To keep from hitting myself repeatedly in the head with my phone I took up writing.
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