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Vickie's daughter is dead. Just one more dead druggie among the hundreds that die each
year in Jacksonville, Florida's drug infested slums. The police aren't concerned about her
VICKIE needs to know. Was it an accidental overdose, or murder? To find the answer, she
must leave her safe life behind and plunge into the terrors of the drug culture. Will the
search lead her to love? Or will she end up on a morgue slab, just one more casualty in
the war against drugs?
HANK His mistakes caused the death of those he loved most. Drug addiction is his sworn
enemy. His chosen life has no place in it for love until he meets Vickie.
JOE His money and power haven't been able to save his marriage or his
son's love. He seeks Vickie's love but what are his secrets?
. He brought his gaze
back to Vickie Bloomer. Her sapphire eyes never wavered. Ms. Bloomer, I cant
believe what youre telling me.
That makes us even detective, I cannot believe what you tell me about my
Let me get this straight. You left your husband and moved into the Parliament House
so you can find your daughters killer. You want me to share any evidence we have
with you. Is that correct?
Youve got it, she replied. Ignoring his sarcastic manner, her shapely
bottom was firmly plunked in the chair across from him.
He rubbed his hand across his eyes. There were some parts of his job he didnt like.
Having to deal with distraught relatives of murder victims ranked high on that list. He
sighed. What makes you think there is any evidence? The coroners office ruled it
Come on, detective. Dont you think I know why they ruled that way? A druggie
is found dead of an overdose in a roach hotel. Shes been involved in a drug related
homicide when her drug dealing friend killed her husband eight years ago. Shed been
in and out of jail for prostitution, shoplifting, and dealing stolen merchandise. I know
law enforcement personnel is stretched to the limit in Duval County and no one wants to
waste time on a worthless druggie death. But, youre forgetting one thing.
Oh, and what is that, Ms. Bloomer? He leaned across the desk until their faces
were only inches apart.
Mike knew there was a lot of truth in what she had said. He and Jack had argued over some
of what they found at the scene, however, a good police office followed orders.
Officially, the death was self inflicted.
Your worthless druggie was my little girl. Her blue eyes bored
into his brown ones, and it was the brown that looked away.