The Rogue Reviewer (Primrose, Minnesota Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

long.”
    “Miss Carpenter can wait in the conference
room while we question Dara.” Mace waved them into the inner
office.
    Alex paused just inside. “We?”
    “Detective Stewart and myself.”
    “Jackson Stewart?”
    “Yeah. You know him?”
    “I do.”
    She caught a slight twitch of Alex’s lips,
almost as if her friend fought back a smile at the discovery of
Detective Stewart. Yet, Mace’s abrupt turn of his back to them gave
her the impression there would be no more discussion. She glanced
at Alex who only shrugged.
    “What about Detective Rawlings?” she asked
Mace as they followed behind him down a hallway until he stopped
outside a door labeled interrogation .
    “He’s wrapping up Bri’s case.” He reached to
loosen the buttons at his cuffs and roll his sleeves to the middle
of his forearms. Dara swallowed hard, not out of fear, but because
her thoughts had suddenly turned a totally different direction, As
long as she were allowed to concentrate on his bare skin,
interrogation at Detective Turner’s hand might not be so bad.
    He turned the knob and gestured them inside.
“Have a seat. I’ll get my partner.”
    The door clicked shut before Alex spoke.
“Please tell me you don’t know Detective Stewart intimately.”
    “Alex!” she hissed. “You know as well as I do
that we’re being videotaped.”
    “So? Do you? I need to know.”
    “No! Nor do I know Detective Turner intimately .”
    “I’m willing to bet he knows his way around a
woman’s body.”
    “Oh, Alex,” she groaned.
    “What, Dara? You write romance novels for
Pete’s sake!”
    “Yes, but not based on my own experience! I
have no idea if Mace is some sort of sexual dynamo or not.”
    But I’d be willing to find out. In the name
of research, of course.
    Dara gave her head a shake to clear her
wayward thoughts. “Alex,” she said instead, “I’m being questioned
about murder. Could we please focus on that unfortunate
circumstance?”
    “Relax, this won’t take long.” Her friend
patted her shoulder as she stood and stepped toward the glass
windows in the longest wall. She gave the glass a rap with her
knuckles. “Okay Detectives, let’s get this party started.”
    Seconds later, both men entered the room and
took two empty seats across the table from them.
    “Detective Stewart is here for observation,”
Mace explained. “I’ll do the questioning.” He reached toward the
recording device in the middle of the table and glanced at Alex.
“Counselor, are there any questions before we begin?”
    “Just one.”
    Mace raised an eyebrow.
    “Can you prevent your emotions from clouding
your interrogation of my client?”
    For three seconds – she knew because she held
her breath while she counted – Dara waited, incredibly curious to
hear his response. In all reality, they had only spent a short
amount of time together. How much emotion could there possibly be
between them? Sexual tension, however, was a whole different
animal.
    She moved her gaze to Detective Stewart who
appeared just as interested in his partner’s answer. Although, his
eyes never moved from Alex.
    “Absolutely certain.” Mace’s deep, husky
voice slid over her body like warm, smooth syrup and caused her to
look back into his smoky bedroom eyes. She fought hard to keep from
panting. Whether he knew it or not, she had a fairly good idea that
the detective had lied through his teeth. Emotion, pure and simple
stared back at her. Lust to be exact, the one emotion he couldn’t
disguise or control even if he wanted to.
    Alex cleared her throat. “Proceed.”
    Mace pushed a black button on the device and
spoke. “What type of books do you write, Dara?”
    “You already have that information,” she
answered.
    His face reddened. “I, uh, have to get it on
record.”
    “Contemporary romance, usually
mysteries.”
    “And how exactly would you describe the
subject matter?”
    “Hot,” Alex answered for her.
    Both detectives appeared intrigued, but