If you think hostility will get you out the door faster, you're sadly mistaken. She leaned back in the too-big-for-her chair. A bald-faced lie, but no way he intended to admit it to her.
That fact galled him, but he'd grind his molars to dust before he'd give her the satisfaction of scribbling easily provoked in his file. Translation: The Department put him on desk duty, and that's where he'd stay until the doctor deemed him fit to hit the streets again. How noble of you, particularly under the circumstances. I'm only trying to make sure those high muckety-mucks at headquarters get their money's worth outta these sessions. May I remind you, Doc, he said, slow and easy, that you were fifteen minutes late for the fifth time in a row, and, as usual, wasted another five tidying your desk before we got down to business. Booksellers, however, will most likely find a ready market for September 11 fare.Would you agree that the 'watched pot never boils' maxim applies here?"Īustin looked up from his watch and hid his annoyance behind a grin. Readers may lose patience with the endless banter that smacks of adolescence ("Well what?" "I thought you were going to hang up." "I was." "Then, why didn't you?") and irritating colloquialisms ("If I'd-a had a knife, I reckon I could-a cut through it." "Well, there y'go.") before they can dig more deeply into the story. Austin, an EMT, and Mercy, a school counselor, feel the sparks between them immediately. Austin and Mercy flee their separate September 11 demons, only to meet six years later in Baltimore. Mercy Samara to recommend he be relieved of duty two years later. Bitterness and anger fill him, forcing Dr. Police officer Austin Finley ignores phone calls from his twin, only to face guilt later after his brother dies in the North Tower of the World Trade Center. Readers will no doubt respond as the 10th anniversary of September 11 looms to the First Responders series, but they may face disappointment as they slog through this novel.
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