Deadly Deception by Alexa Grace

a hundred yards from the house.  A light flipped on in an upstairs window and he could see that the good doctor had a lady friend in the bedroom with him.  Though she wore scrubs, he could tell she was shapely.  She pulled the elastic from her ponytail and her golden hair flowed about her shoulders.  In no time, the doctor had his arms around her waist and lifted her shirt over her head.
     
    A black Lincoln Town Car pulled in the drive.  A tall man with shaggy, blonde hair got out of the car then walked to the front door and slammed his hand on the door bell.
     
    Upstairs, Lane could see the doctor left his lady friend on the bed and rushed out of the room.
     
    The front door flew open and a very angry Dr. Eric Caine came outside.  They began shouting.
     
    "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" 
     
    "I figured you'd want to know about it as soon as possible."
     
    "Don't you know how to use a cell phone?"
     
    Caine closed the front door and joined the man on the front porch. They lit cigarettes and talked. He couldn't hear what they were saying, but it seemed as if the visitor was doing some back peddling.  He kept wiping his brow with his hand and nervously raking his fingers through his hair.  His body language indicated he was trying to calm the doctor down.  His efforts didn't work because the doctor was still angry, yelling and waving his arms.  They ended their conversation and blonde-haired man got back into the Lincoln Town Car and left.
     
    Staying in the wooded areas of the property, Lane moved around the house until he'd covered all sides.  He wanted to see if there was a separate entrance to the basement level.  There wasn't.  As he lowered himself to a more comfortable position, he heard a pop and bark burst from the tree he was beneath, possibly four to five inches from his head.  What the hell!  He dove and flattened himself to the ground.  Someone had just shot at him.  A shot that could have blown his head off had missed him by mere inches.
     
    Lane looked carefully in all directions as he pulled out his Glock.  Judging from the gouge in the tree, the shot came from an area directly across from him in a section of thick trees.  He focused on the area and saw nothing until the moon emerged from a drifting cloud.  A figure ran toward the road, crunching leaves and branches under his feet as he ran.  Lane flew after him.  He reached the road in time to see the dark Lincoln Town Car racing in the direction of town until it blended in with the inky-black of the night.
     
    Two things were clear.  Dr. Eric Caine had hired protection, but why? The second thing was Caine would soon know someone was watching him.  Caine just didn't know who.
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Three
     
    Lane Hansen headed for his supervisor's office for the tenth time in two weeks.  He was on a mission.  Lane had debriefed his boss about his interviews with Mandy Morris's friends, his suspicions about Dr. Eric Caine and his Forever Home Adoption Agency.  But his boss was still pondering Lane's idea for an undercover op. 
     
    Lane had explained to him the case was a heavy hitter that involved a well-known physician who was suspected of running a shady adoption agency.  He'd learned that Eric Caine had powerful political ties in the state so there was an element of risk for his boss, who had just been elected to the sheriff position.  But it was a risk Lane wanted him to take to put this baby-selling and victimizing, murdering agency out of business and get justice for Mandy Morris.
     
    Lane had suggested that he and a female partner go undercover posing as a couple interested in adopting a baby to get inside Frank's operation to solve Mandy's murder as well as expose a possible baby-trafficking ring.
     
     “Lane, I know you think you're ready to do undercover work, but with this case I need two cops who can pose as a married couple.  Unfortunately, we’ve got three women on the