Deadhead: Bedhead Book 3

Deadhead


Bedhead Book Three


Kayt Miller


Copyright © 2020 by Kayt Miller
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This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the authors’ imaginations. Any resemblance to actual persons, things, living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.
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Contents
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Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Epilogue
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Acknowledgments
About the Author
Thank you!
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Bedhead
Redhead
Deadhead
FarmBoy
Game Changer
One of a Kind
The Virginia Chronicles
Our of the Blue: The Flynns Book One
Mick’sology: The Flynns Book Two
Vested Interest: The Flynns Book Three
The Importance of Being Ernie: The Flynns Book Four
The Importance of Being Kennedy’s: The Flynns Book Five
Quirky Girl: The Flynns Book Six
The Art of the Game
Lainie: The Palmer Sisters Book 1
Agatha: The Palmer Sisters Book 2
Sadie: The Palmer Sisters Book 3
Cortland: The Palmer Sisters Book 4
Keely: The Palmer Sisters Book 5
Violet: The Palmer Sisters Book 6
Molly: The Palmer Sisters Book 7
The Portrait Painter
Hopeful Romantic (Coming soon.)
Thanks to Margie Dill (Coming soon.)


Prologue


Gage
I don’t remember a time when I didn’t want to be a cop. When I was little, my brother and I would play that game Cops and Robbers, and I was always the cop while my brother Graham was always the robber. Funny how life works out. Now Graham is always in some kind of trouble, and I’m always bailing him out. Literally and figuratively. Luckily, he lives in Missouri, so I don’t have to witness any of it firsthand, or worse, arrest him.
But there are days, like today, that I wish I did something else. Anything else. Hell, re-upping in the army sounds pretty damn appealing after the shit that went down today. That’s because today I have to arrest a friend. Well, a friend of a friend, I guess you’d say. No, she’s a friend. Believe me, I tried to get out of it. I told the captain I knew the suspect personally, but he didn’t bat an eye. Instead of understanding, he snapped, “You’re the senior uniform on duty, Golden. Get out there and do your goddamn job.”
So one of the rookies and I take off, heading to Tayler and Quinn’s place, with me hoping like hell Quinn won’t be around for this. The second the door swings open and Tayler Sorenson smiles at me, my stomach flips. Then again when she uses her nicest voice and says, “Oh hi, Gage. What’s up?”
Then once more when Luke Green appears behind her. “Hey, man.”
For a second I forget why I’m here. I’m supposed to be in cop mode, but that left me on the ride over, I guess. “Uh, hey.” Yeah, I sound like an idiot. As quickly as I can, I clear my throat and do what I came to do. “Tayler Sorenson?”
She’s still smiling at me. God, this sucks. “Yes.”
“I need to ask you to come with us.”
She laughs. She thinks this is a joke. Man, I wish it were. “Why?” she asks, tilting her head just a little bit. I’d say it’s adorable if any of this was fun.
Apparently the rookie officer, Lance Finch, has had enough of my hemming and hawing. “Tayler Sorenson, we’d like you to come with us. If you come with us willingly, we won’t cuff you.”
I want to cuff him, the jackass. That was unnecessary. I told him in the fucking squad car that I’d handle this–, that I knew Tayler personally, but this guy just has to play bad cop whenever he gets the chance. The guy drives me nuts.
“Cuff her? What the fuck, Gage?” Luke snaps. “What’s going on?”
I get why he’s pissed. Hell, I’m angry about this too, but I’ve got a job to do, and I’m not about to let Finch take the lead on this. Looking at Tayler, I say, “Tayler, where were you last night between the hours of ten and midnight?”
“Here.”
Okay. That’s good. She was home. This is going to be a piece of cake. Please, for the love of God, don’t tell me you were alone.
I look at Luke. “Were you here as well, Mr. Green?”
“No. I was at work.”
Not the answer I wanted, so I shake my head because damn it. “You were alone, Ms. Sorenson?”
“Yes. I was alone until Luke got home.” She looks at Finch, then at me. “What’s going on?”
“Tayler Sorenson,” Finch starts up again, “you’re under arrest for the murder of Kara Becker.”
I want to punch this asshole.
“Murder?” Luke and Tayler say at the same time. “Under arrest?”
I want to give her some advice. If I could, I’d say things like “Don’t say a word” or “Just come with us now and get a good lawyer,” but I can’t. Luckily, Luke says everything I’d say if she were mine. Which she isn’t. Neither is her best friend, Quinn. Sadly.
“Tayler,” Luke says to her, “I’ll call my lawyer. Just go with them. But, babe?” He sounds like he knows what he’s doing. “Say. Nothing.”
“But I didn’t do anything.” Her voice is a little whiny, but I get it. Mine would be too, probably. Besides, suspects always say that, but I want to believe she’s telling the truth. I really do.
Luke repeats, “I know, but promise me you’ll wait for the attorney. I’ll be right behind you. Don’t worry, Tayler.”
I watch