I wasn't always
fizzled, but I've always been
I decided early on I had two choices in life, grow up to be a
master criminal, no doubt long dead, or
From the time I was little, everyone told me I was
stubborn. I wanted to know the right way things
worked. Ticked my sister off to no end when I'd slip into
the crawl space, latch onto the electric
Christmas Decorations she'd saved all her last year
allowance to buy so I could figure out how they worked.
I admit, looking back, that probably wasn't the
nicest thing to do. I could take them apart, but the putting them back together part, that sorta eluded me.
It was about that time I decided if I really want
to figure out the right way things should be done, I needed to employ my curiosity for something, less electronically entailed.
I remember the actual day I decided being a
cop was the right course for me. I, unlike many of my mates, graduated from
high school and decided to give the local
community college a go. I was pretty sure I'd meet some
babes from out of the hood there.
And I did, but I also met
Professor Wise Owl, this absolutely delightful educator teaching
criminal justice courses. I grabbed one of his expecting an
easy A to meet one of my
Liberal Arts requirements. Within minutes of that first class I knew I was taking every one of
his classes, and had found my major!
Oh I also met my first wife in college. Neat lady, downright beautiful inside and out. I think a part of me will
always love her, but then we do share our exquisite daughter nineteen year old
Nina, now in college herself.
God I feel old.
Divorce...it's the bane of many a cop. The spouses have a really hard time with the threat of danger, and I guess it wears on them.
Never expected to be divorced, or remarried for that matter.
My second wife...I probably shouldn't give myself this out, but the fact is I was on the
rebound, and Dotty saw a
pigeon with a
medical, and a decent enough
place for her to ply her own trades...NOT that I knew she HAD trades. All I knew was she adored my many
investigations that pulled me into the world of
idiots catch on to being
cuckolded. I came home
early from an assignment and found my lovely wife and my frigging landlord
swinging naked around the bedposts.
Divorced a second time. Life really is a big let down, but nothing compared to investigating a
serial killer who likes seducing
middle aged women before leaving them with a big smile from one ear, down through the
carotid artery and up to the other ear. Finally caught him, but decided I'd dealt with
human puke long enough.
I'm a P.I Now. I get to pick and choose how
dark and dirty I want my investigations to be...until my former
captain came and begged me to do him one last favor.
Some dating service is causing concern.
in, but not coming out.
The owner and
I'm no longer a cop, and I'm also
single. Who better to infiltrate a
dating service and get the
crazy about this idea. I'm content to come home,
put my feet up, crack open
a beer, scarf a lousy
TV dinner and turn my
eye to the
TV set till I slip into a
Still, I can't really say
no, and maybe they'll
recognize me as a cop too and
kick my ass off five minutes after crossing into the
She's Aphrodite, forced by her lazy father Zeus to
come to earth and work among the minions that are no longer tithing as they're supposed to, thanks to this delusional financial crisis they're all whining about.
She's Aphrodite...He doesn't know that...
Goddess of Love? What a better business for her to own than a
dating service. She's damned good at what she does and KNOWS who belongs with whom. Life couldn't be better until...
WORKING UNDER COVERS, by Kat Holmes releasing from Muse It Hot, in June 2011.
Jordan is about to meet the Goddess any red blooded man would long to spend time with.
Women are entering her
dating service and not seen again. Is the the exquisitely beautiful
Ariel Schell behind the disappearance of the women? Is Antoine the equally gorgeous partner the culprit or, is it a worse case scenario? Could one of Ariel's
clients be behind the vanishing of three young women...or could one of her
godly relatives be out to destroy her connection to maintaining the survival of
And why does everything about him tingle when Jordan is anywhere near
Find out what happens when Jordan's
black and white world meets Ariel's
of magic and
Will they find the three women
in time, and will they find their own tinglies along the way.
WORKING UNDER COVERS, by
Cover Art by Muse's very own
Cover Art Goddess,
Delilah K. Stephans, is waiting for you to come on over and check it out.
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