PRIME SUSPECT by Melanie Atkins

PRIME SUSPECT - New Orleans Detectives: Book Two by Melanie Atkins

New Orleans Assistant District Attorney Marisa Cooper prosecutes murderers for a living, but the tables are turned on her when her ex-husband is found dead in her garage. To prove her innocence, she must team up with her former fiancée, Slade Montgomery, the detective who risks his career--and his heart--to help her find the real killer.

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"ADA Cooper?" The younger of the two policemen had white-blond hair and a stern countenance. "We met in court a few weeks ago."

She nodded. "Officer Brennan. I remember."

"You reported a dead body?" The older officer cocked his dark head. She didn't recognize him. The gray marking his temples gleamed in the muted light. Daisy sniffed at his shoes, and he turned his attention to the dog. "Does she bite?"

"Not usually." Marisa pulled the animal back. "The body's in my garage. It-it's my ex-husband, Nikolai. Nikolai Assimov. We've been divorced a while. I don't know what he's doing here. I just--"

"Yes, ma'am. Please stay here." The older officer pulled his pistol and motioned to the younger cop. "You take the back."

"Got it." The blond officer gripped his own gun and trotted toward the end of the house.

A shudder slid through Marisa as he disappeared around the corner. Who in the world had killed Nikolai, and why here, in her garage? The two of them barely spoke. She listened for sounds from the house, but there were none. Having no answers, she stepped into the grass to let Daisy nose around in the bushes.

A silver Chevy Lumina with a single light on top suddenly pulled up to the curb. Trying to knead the tension from her neck, Marisa watched in dismay as its lone occupant climbed out. She'd know that lean, muscular body anywhere.

Slade Montgomery.

She had to tell herself to breathe. He was as dark-haired and handsome as the day she'd left him at the altar in his crisp black tux, back when she'd believed defense work was sacred and policemen were only obstacles in her path trying to make her job difficult. Why, oh why, of all the detectives in New Orleans' Sixth District, had he drawn this case?

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