Her Protector
My good deed for the day gets a man killed. Or does it?
I was just the schmuck who felt sorry for him and bought him a scratch ticket.
The winning ticket as it turns out.
When the ticket goes missing and everyone who finds it ends up dead my old boss calls me in.
I’m a private detective now, so any police work is up to the men and women in blue.
But he’s not calling me in to work the case…not technically. And not only because I’m their only lead and maybe even a suspect.
I’ve got this… gift I guess you’d call it. A sixth sense that saw me solve every one of my cases, and in record time.
A winning ticket. A girl. The one.
The words flash across my mind and I know, I just know that whoever has the ticket now is in far more danger of getting killed than just becoming rich.
And when I see her, when it should all make sense, I don’t even recognize her.
Not at first.
I’m too blown away by her incredible beauty to even remember who or what I’m even supposed to be looking for.
An older, ex-cop turned private detective falling for and claiming a curvy, younger blond and living happily ever after? Sounds like make believe.
But this is real life. It’s actually happening…because I’m going to make it happen.
I know the oaths I took to serve and to protect are for life, and the life I’m gonna put inside her is just the beginning.
I’m here now.
And I’m gonna look after her. Protect her and serve her.
Her private detective.
Forever.
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