Detective MacFarland was kicked off the Denver police force…

…because of what he did at the mistrial of the man who murdered his wife.

After losing his wife, his job, and his partner, beautiful Detective Cynthia Pierson… MacFarland hit the bottle and even lost himself.

But now he’s crawling back out of that hole of anger and depression.

After a couple of years on the streets, MacFarland is back on his feet, operating a small hot dog cart. He doesn’t make much money, gives a lot of his product to his former homeless friends, and studies language CDs in his spare time.

He’s put his detective days behind him, and he’s happy that way.

But then MarFarland is approached by a high-priced lawyer to help prove a woman innocent. A fishing buff has been found murdered and the wife is the prime suspect.

MacFarland is not a detective anymore. It’s not his problem if an innocent woman goes to prison and a killer roams free. That’s not MacFarland’s job any more. Not even if it means working with Cynthia again.

He’s just a hot dog vendor.

If you enjoy seeing the down-and-out underdog get back on his feet to find justice, you’ll love this book and love the whole The Hot Dog Detective series.

HE HUNTS WOMEN. SHE HUNTS HIM.

FBI Agent Meredeth Connelly tracks The Savannah Strangler by day. At night, she mimics his prey. She has little to go on. He’s crafty and smart – he dumps bodies in the Savannah River after stoning his victims to death. But he won’t escape. She won’t let him. She will do anything to make Savannah safe again. She will do anything to stop him.

The dead pile up. Pressure, a hellish headache, desperate secrets. Heat, stiletto heels, fear. She won’t let anything stop her.

Not the detective who thinks she’s a drunk.
Not the good old boys club.
Not the mystery man cyberstalking her.

She will get the killer. One way or another.

Her pounding head is going to kill her – unless he gets to her first…