Rachel Gibson
It Must Be Love
© 2000
This one is dedicated with much love to my brothers and sisters
Mary Kae Larson
A big heart in a small package an accomplished driver and bumper rider
You had the best earrings a younger sister could steal
Keith Reed
Thanks for the 25 bucks so I could get that makeover in '77 and look like Farrah
When you left, you left a hole in my heart
I miss you every day
Terry Rogers
A beautiful person inside and out a gifted singer arid musician with a special talent for chicken songs
Al Reed
An avid hunter and a good man
I've always been proud to call you my brother- except when I found Malibu Barbie hanging from the ceiling with needles stuck in her eyes
Growing up on Resseguie Street with you all was the absolute best
Acknowledgments
I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to the following people for their help with this book: Property Crimes Detective Shane Hartgrove, who helped in the beginning and answered my questions without laughing at me too much; Candis Terry, a talented writer, for helping with my cop questions; Officer John Terry, who let me touch his handcuffs and showed me his bulletproof vest; Dr. Paul Collins, for taking the time to talk to me about gunshot wounds and barometric pressure; and especially to my best buddy, Stef Ann Holm, who tells me the truth-even when I don't want to hear it. And a huge thanks to Lucia Macro, who understood I needed extra time and didn't hesitate to give it to me.
Chapter One
Detective Joseph Shanahan hated rain. He hated it about as much as he hated dirt-bag criminals, slick defense lawyers, and stupid geese. The first were scum, the second bottom feeders, the third an embarrassment to the bird family in general.