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Everything to Lose
ISBN 9781419920783
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Everything to Lose Copyright © 2009 Katie Reus
Edited by Helen Woodall.
Cover art by Syneca.
Electronic book Publication January 2009
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Everything to Lose
Katie Reus
Dedication
This book is dedicated to all the wonderful women in my life, but special thanks go to Sara Brown and Sarah Johnson. Your amazing support continually lifts me up.
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Chapter One
Caitlyn Sullivan pushed her Jackie-O style glasses back on her head and took a deep breath before getting out of the yellow taxicab. She could do this and she would do this. Just hand him the divorce papers. Simple enough. Yeah right , her inner voice screamed. When had things with Sean ever been easy?
“You okay lady?” The driver with the thick Jamaican accent asked her.
“Huh? Oh, yes, I’m fine.” That’s when she realized she’d been staring at the three-story building of the Orlando police department without moving. “Now remember, wait here. I’ll be back in less than fifteen minutes. Maybe sooner.”
He shrugged. “It’s your dime lady.”
Putting one black heeled shoe in front of the other, she forced herself forward. She normally didn’t wear heels but facing Sean called for some serious battle gear so she’d opted to wear three-inch sling-backs to boost her confidence. Her soon-to-be ex-husband had been refusing to sign their divorce papers for the past year and she was sick and tired of his childish games. He couldn’t handle her work as an aid worker, so there really wasn’t much of a reason to prolong the inevitable.
She followed two uniformed police officers into the brick building and fought the rush of nausea threatening to overwhelm her. She clutched her purse tighter against her side, as if it provided some sort of protection.
She stopped at the circular help desk. After two solid minutes of chatting on the phone, the college-aged girl behind the desk finally looked up, an annoyed expression on her pretty face. “Can I help you?”
Normally she didn’t deal well with attitude but her stomach was too twisted to care. “Is Detective Sullivan in?” Somehow her voice came out
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