"There’ve been three killings." Jake, the blond poster boy with clear blue eyes, winked at Madison as he swaggered into the fluorescent glow of the break room, in the Arizona Game and Fish Department headquarters. Just in time for morning coffee.
Ranger Madison Huntley set up her Starbucks tray on a round table. She resented the way her boss still flirted with her after she’d dumped the womanizing jerk six months ago. She managed to keep her voice even. "What kind of killings?"
"Two dogs, one foal." Dashing as usual in his crisp tan uniform, Jake stared into her eyes as he handed her the assignment sheet. "Better catch the culprit fast or there will be more victims."