Her Cop Protector. Sharon HartleyЧитать онлайн книгу.

      “I swim competitively in a master’s program.”

      “Good for you.” That would explain his still-toned body.

      “I remember you and Sandy used to dress alike in high school.” Steve inclined his head in Sandy’s direction.

      “I know it’s silly,” June said, glancing back to where Sandy stood. “We’re both only children and decided to be each other’s sister.”

      The plate glass behind Sandy shattered at the same time as a loud pop reverberated through the room. Screams replaced lively chatter.

      A red stain bloomed across the bodice of June’s friend’s exquisite pink dress.

      In horrifying slow motion, Sandy, her face contorted in a grimace of surprise, fell facedown.