Justice for Corrie (Badge of Honor: Texas Heroes Book 3) Read Online Free PDF Page B

uncontrollably, and that went a long way toward raising his opinion about her.
    Of course he’d heard about the shooting that had happened. All the officers had been briefed on the incident and were told to be on the lookout for anything suspicious. The detectives didn’t have a lot to go on in finding the killer, and the media had been putting a lot of pressure on the chief and the department to find who had killed all those people.
    Quint had even been aware there was a witness, but he’d had no idea the “witness” was blind. He still hadn’t heard everything Corrie had gone through while the man was killing her friends and workers, but he would.
    He realized suddenly that he wanted to know everything about Corrie. Why was she blind? Was it an accident? How had she survived? Was she seeing anyone?
    His last thought brought him up short. Seeing someone? He wasn’t one to have relationships with women. He wasn’t a man-whore, but he’d never found anyone who he felt like he’d want to spend the rest of his life with. He’d dated women, he’d had a couple of one-night stands, he’d even thought he was in love once, but it wasn’t until recently he’d decided he was missing out by being single. After watching Cruz and his other friend, Dax, find the loves of their lives, he’d seen firsthand that having someone to love, and being loved in return, could be an amazing thing.
    Not only that, but he genuinely liked both Mackenzie and Mickie. They were tough women who seemed to bring out the best in both Dax and Cruz. They lightened up their gatherings and for some reason he could totally see Corrie fitting in with them. Of course he was getting ahead of himself, he’d just met the woman after all, but the thought was there nonetheless.
    Quint used to think that having a serious girlfriend would be a handicap, especially for him. Being a police officer wasn’t an easy job. It involved lots of long hours, including overtime, and he was in danger more often than not. Over the last year or so, there had been a lot of highly publicized cases of what the public was calling unnecessary roughness against citizens. It was tough to be a police officer today, but Quint wouldn’t want to do anything else.
    Quint had wanted to be a cop since he was a little kid. Most children grew out of their first dreams of occupation, but not Quint. As soon as he was old enough, he’d asked for cop toys. His mom had bought him curtains with police cars on them. His bedding was blue and white. Quint knew his parents had thought it was cute at first and that he’d grow out of it. But he’d joined the junior officer league when he was in high school and hadn’t looked back. He’d gone to college and earned his Criminal Justice degree and had been hired not long after his graduation.
    Quint smiled, thinking back to the green cop he’d once been. Luckily he’d started his career in the town of Bowling Green, Ohio. It was a small Midwestern college town. It was close to Toledo, but not so close that they had murders and other extreme crimes all the time. The college kids used to call it “Boring Green” because not much exciting ever happened there…other than the annual tractor-pull championships.
    In time he’d needed more of a challenge, and while Quint knew his parents wanted him to stay in Ohio, he’d eventually moved south to Texas.
    Quint loved San Antonio and truly felt he’d found his ideal job and police department. He had close friends and enjoyed the way the other law enforcement agencies in the city worked together. The feeling of comradery between him and Cruz, Dax, Calder, TJ, Hayden, and Conor were unique. Not to mention the group of firefighters they hung out with on a regular basis. Having so many friends who were involved with serving the city was rewarding. They worked hard, and played hard, and got along amazingly well. He knew he’d never find a better group of friends than the firefighters at Station 7 and