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  • Twenty years ago, JT McCord jilted Molly Lawford. She survived and moved on to marry twice, but her first husband died and her second husband ran off with a hairdresser. Molly gave up on romance and settled down in Tangle Butte, Minnesota, as a small town reporter.

    Now JT McCord is back in town as the Chief of Police. His first official act is to investigate how Molly's thought-to-be-vanished husband turned up buried next to the septic tank in Molly's back yard, dug up by a neighbor's marauding pig.

    While helping JT unravel the facts, Molly's resolve about keeping him at bay unravels, too. If she can survive a couple of attempts on her life (and maybe arm wrestle a couple of town hussies for JT's affection) she might find the love of her life—all because of a pig and some plumbing.


    PRINT ISBN 1-60154-201-1
    (204 pages) Spicy

    Excerpt

    “How did he die, John?” Yolanda asked. I'd almost forgotten she was there, which was surprising given her propensity to dominate any conversation within a city block. I looked closer at her. She was a bit pale.

    JT noticed, too. “You ladies should go in the house. I promise we won't dig up anything without asking you first, Molly.”

    I watched the ambulance carrying Sam away. “You're sure?”

    JT nodded. “Go inside. I'll check with you before we start digging.”

    Mark put a hand under Yolanda's arm. They started toward the side steps that led into the kitchen. I followed, then paused to glance back at JT. “How did he die? You didn't say.”

    JT was watching the ambulance trundle down my lane. Then he swung his gaze to me, his expression unreadable. “Looks like somebody stabbed him with a pitchfork. Did one go missing, Molly?”

    I gulped and took a step back, almost landing on my ass as I hit an icy patch. I'd been missing my favorite pitchfork since the day Sam disappeared. I considered lying, then knew I had no choice. I nodded dumbly, feeling as though I was choking.

    JT turned to stare at the gaping hole where Sam had lain. “Looks like we found it.”

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