Christa Chapman

“I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you.” “I dropped you in, you made the grade. Congratulations, Detective.” He shook her hand, then wrapped his arms around her. Because he was young, and it was a moment, Eve let him. “Don’t hug your LT,” she advised. “Yes, sir. No, sir.” He broke away, laughing.
Devoted in Death (In Death, #41)
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