Run For Your Life (Mitch Cannon Savannah Heat #1)

by C.M. Sutter

The perps were apprehended within minutes, and their guns were still hot from the rapid fire. We literally had them dead to rights.

“My point is, that heavy unhealthy soda is weighing down the good you’re doing by eating yogurt.”

Why is this relevant

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Not the worst woman to date now and then. No expectations and no commitments.

Don’t make me regret this, and follow the email to the letter. After you’ve completed the task to my satisfaction, delete all your messages, scrub your emails a half dozen times, and then change your email service, your log-ins, and password. Got it?”

You’re a strange one, Liza Montclaire. That’s for sure.

“We were called in after Patrol secured the area. Two young men were lying on the lawn, both shot in the chest, both deceased. The only people who would talk to us were the residents of the apartment. The

mothers of the deceased were there—sisters, they’d said—making the dead teens cousins. There were three other people in the apartment—an eleven-year-old boy, a thirteen-year-old girl, and another girl, aged six.”

“Nobody would answer their doors,” Bloom said. “You know how it is. Fear has a good way of keeping people quiet.”

“They’re trying to protect their own by staying out of it!” Larita yelled.

“Don’t know whose team he’s on, but somebody named Daman, but everyone is told to pronounce it Da’Man, runs the show either here or there, according to Noelle.”

nieces, Chloe, seven, and Della, nine, lived in Garden City, just five and a half miles away. Meg, my other sister, who was only eighteen months older than me, lived in Port Wentworth, just over seven miles from Savannah. Having my sisters that close to my mom and me made it easy to get together for Sunday suppers or holidays. Meg was married to Jeff, an air traffic controller at the airport a few miles from their home. They also had two kids, Lilly, four, and Bryce, six.

Who needs kids when I have three nieces and a nephew all under ten that I can spoil rotten?

groaned. “I just can’t understand arresting a middle-aged woman who was the only helpful person in that building. When the neighbors see her put in the back of a squad car, that will just solidify the reason nobody is willing to talk to police.”

“You’ll get the down payment as soon as I see photo proof of the first abduction. Meet me at the Candler Oak in an hour and don’t be late. You’ll get the rest of your money when everything is done.”

The man was handed three thousand dollars, then he disappeared into Forsythe Park.

“On the grounds that he admitted to having a two-year-long affair and was just given an ultimatum from the girlfriend. Coincidentally, his wife disappeared right after that.”

“Cannon, let’s go! Marie was found, and she’s alive!”

he doesn’t want his laundry aired, he shouldn’t be getting it dirty.