Cold Case at Carlton's Canyon by Rita Herron

cheated on Raymond, saying she was as devoted to him as he was to her.
    Justin had never experienced that kind of devotion and wondered what it would be like.
    Dammit, don’t let the case get to you. You like being alone.
    Sure, occasionally he wanted a hot body to warm him at night. Amanda’s sexy face flashed in his mind, and for a brief second, he allowed himself to indulge in the idea of taking her to bed. Stripping her naked and tasting every inch of her. He’d bet his next dollar that she’d be as fiery and passionate in the sack as she was about police work.
    But reality interceded. Facing the same woman day after day wasn’t on the agenda.
    His job was his wife.
    And the last thing he needed was to get his butt fired for making advances toward a female sheriff. These days a man had to be careful.
    Had to protect his reputation.
    He’d learned a long time ago that the only person he could count on was himself.
    Turning his thoughts back to the case, he left the men in the front office, strode to the back and knocked on Amanda’s door. A second later, she opened it, ushering the young woman named Eleanor out.
    “I’ve finished with the men,” he said.
    “Let’s send them all home and interview Kelly’s ex-boyfriend, Terry Sumter.”
    He agreed, but as his gaze met hers, his earlier thoughts taunted him. He’d tried to ignore those enormous eyes before, but now they intrigued him. Made him wonder what had made her so tough...and sexy at the same time.
    An incredibly lethal combination.
    She grabbed her jacket, and he dragged his mind away from sex and to the case.
    “Thanks for coming in, everyone,” Amanda said. “Go home and get some rest.”
    “Just let us know if you hear from Kelly,” Justin said.
    Bleak faces stared back, the young women’s expressions full of fear as if they realized that they could become a victim just as easily as Kelly had. Especially if this criminal was choosing random women.
    But he’d intentionally avoided linking Kelly’s disappearance to the others to avoid panic.
    Raymond stood on shaky legs. “Please find her, Sergeant Thorpe and Sheriff Blair.”
    Justin nodded and Amanda murmured she’d be in touch.
    Raymond’s father guided his son out, talking in a hushed voice, trying to offer words of comfort that Justin was certain fell on deaf ears.
    “God,” Amanda said as the door closed and they were left alone. “I’m afraid we may not be able to give him what he wants.”
    Justin gritted his teeth. He knew exactly what she meant. Because Fisher wanted his fiancé back alive, saying her vows at their wedding. He and Amanda both knew that might not happen.
    He might be burying her instead.
    That is, if they found her body. So many victims had never been found or their bodies recovered.
    Amanda rubbed the back of her neck, and he realized she looked tired. Hell, she was probably exhausted. It had been a long day.
    And it wasn’t over.
    Justin propped one hip against the desk. “We need to talk before we go.”
    A streak of panic darkened Amanda’s face, and she poured another cup of coffee. She handed him a cup, then took hers and sank into her desk chair with a resigned sigh as if she knew he had bad news.
    “The medical examiner called. They identified the body from the creek. Her name was Tina Grimes.”
    The color faded from Amanda’s face, emotions clouding her eyes for a minute. “Jesus.”
    “You knew her?” he asked softly.
    She nodded, then shoved a strand of hair away from her cheek. She was such a tough woman, but that one gesture seemed utterly feminine and made her look vulnerable.
    Made him want to pull her into his arms and console her.
    “We went to grade school together, then high school,” she said. “Tina was a year ahead of me. The last time I saw her was at her mother’s funeral.”
    And now she would have to attend Tina’s.
    “Were you good friends?” Justin asked.
    “Not really. Tina was popular, more of a girly girl. Me...I