PsyCop 4: Secrets (22 page)

I flinched when the door opened and the guy with all the answers was escorted in. I’d thought he’d look a little less threatening in handcuffs and an orange jumpsuit. I’d been wrong.

Roger Burke glared at me from the doorway, six feet of solid muscle with short blond hair and three days’ growth of reddish whiskers. “What do you want?” he said, low and mean.

I narrowed my eyes at him and wondered if it was too late to change my mind. Probably.

“Rumor has it that you know how Camp Hell was hidden.” Roger smiled.

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Look for
Camp Hell: a PsyCop Novel
in late 2008
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