Shadow of Doubt (The Potentate of Atlanta, #1)

by Hailey Edwards

“Chill.” I smoothed her fur with gentle strokes. “He’s doing that guy thing where he feels good about having fed me until I can’t move. It probably originated with men who couldn’t woo the girl of their dreams with riches or wit and had to resort to stuffing them until they couldn’t outrun them.”

We’re going to make good calls, and we’re going to make bad ones. We’re going to help some people, and we’re going to hurt others. We’re going to do our jobs to the best of our abilities, and there’s no room for looking back. The past is past. Chin up, eyes forward, head in the game.”