A Hot Flash of Homicide (Flamingo Cove Book 1)

The one time I pick up a hot guy at a bar, he turns out to be a murder suspect. Not good when you're a police sergeant. I might be his alibi if I could remember our drunken hook-up. Too bad I didn't stop to ask questions - or his name - when I did the run of shame the next day. Look. I may be 40. Doesn't mean I'm adulting over here. Good times.