Their Ex's Redrock Twilight (Texas Alpha) (Texas Alpha Series Book 4) by Shirl Anders

door and he told Justice, “You don’t know this, but that lowlife’s soon-to-be ex-wife is now my woman.” Finn walked over to where Justice stood looking at Maxwell, who looked pasty. Finn nodded toward Maxwell. “He cheated on her.”
    “Damn,” Justice said, with his black eyes narrowing. “I knew she was in town desperately looking for him. But I didn’t know that was him.”
    “She was, while he was doing my nearly ex Katie, and his wife Coco was SOS-ing missing reports all over town.”
    “Low,” Justice growled.
    “But the thing I’ve been picking up, is why does a very married man leave his wife with no word for weeks, and then end up in our town? To do what?”
    Justice went on alert. “There are never damn coincidences in this line of work.”
    Finn scratched his goatee. “I agree. You see something that looks like one, you’re not looking at it right.” He leaned closer to Justice. “The prick is a bookkeeper.”
    Justice’s firm lips flat-lined. “Bad guys with as big an operation as we are seeing need a money man. They always damn well have one.”
    Finn straightened and then he glared at Maxwell, who could not see or hear them on the other side of the one-way glass. “Caval got a contract to pick up Coco Maxwell, my new lady and that asshole’s soon-to-be ex. That sounds like another peg in the big damn board, which is building against that prick in there.”
    Justice got a mean look. “I don’t like the bad guys messing with innocent women.”
    Finn gripped Justice’s shoulder once with a squeeze, and then let his hand drop. “I don’t either, buddy. We need to get this asshole to spill and I’ma thinking he’s going to give us the fucking head of all this shit. Because I see a bigger bad guy working the gangs and the Indians.”
    “You and I both see it, brother,” Justice said. Then he asked, “How you do you want to go at Maxwell?”
    “I need you to do that badass thing you do with just a look, where you make a man believe you’ll scalp him at any second,” Finn said.
    Justice’s eyes glittered. “You got it,” he said with a deep edge to his voice.
    Finn was still plotting his first moves on breaking Maxwell when he opened the door to the interrogation room, and he followed a stoic Justice inside. But before Finn could say a word, Maxwell looked at Justice, blanched whiter than he already was, and then started wailing.
    “Witness protection!” Maxwell cried, and he scooted his chair back with high-pitched squeaks until it hit the wall. Then he wailed something that seriously pissed Finn off and put a big dent in his elation about how he was going to take a big-ass bad guy down.
    “For me and my wife!” Maxwell cried. “We need witness protection!”

Eleven] Girls Gotta Shop
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    “D amn it, I’m not going to Dallas,” Link declared, with a menacing growl.
    Coco kept looking at her fantastic gold nails with the polished black tips while she sat in the back of a limo so new it had that new-limo smell. It seemed Rusty was expanding her taxi business into a limo service in town, which worked out fantastically, so her new girl posse could travel to Dallas to shop together.
    Coco saw Rusty ignore Link, who took up one full side of the limo with his muscular bulk, and Rusty ordered her driver, “Jagger, take us to Northpark, and don’t drive it above seventy-five.”
    “Yes, ma’am,” Jagger said, who was wearing a Gothic tux and had spiked silver and black hair.
    “No damn way,” Link said over Jagger.
    But Coco felt the limo start to move as Tess and Carly giggled. Coco leaned over and poked Link’s massive chest with her beautiful nail, and the movement slid a lock of her new blond hair over her shoulder. It felt so strange and yet magnificent to have such long hair, and all of it a stunning blond.
    She’d never tried extensions before, but now that she had, she thought she couldn’t live without them.
    “Sugar,” she said to