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Josie Shepherd loves running free, with no one and nothing to tie her down—until a new job at a kennel introduces her to both an unexpected friend and a vicious, abused dog named Cain.
When Josie stumbles upon the body of a murdered woman, she runs to Deputy Gordon Wolfe, a disfigured man hiding behind his badge. His shy smile and affection for dogs make her reconsider what she’s running from.
Now she’s on the run from a serial killer and her own heart. But when her friend is abducted and Cain appears to be the murder weapon, Josie’s attempt to save them both lands her in the killer’s lair. Josie’s strength and Cain’s loyalty are tested to the limit as they fight for their lives. Facing a killer is one thing, but facing her love for Gordon is Josie’s greatest challenge.
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Fletcher stopped and peered down into the growing shadows at the bottom of the ravine. He trotted back and whined, looking to me for guidance. What do you make of that?
“What’d you find?” I followed him to the edge and looked over the brink. Something white and out of place in this otherwise unspoiled landscape was lying under a willow. We were far from the main trail, three miles at least, and the only tracks I had seen were those left by deer and elk. Nothing seemed amiss, except a disturbing odor wafting from the ravine.
I pulled the leash from my waist and clipped it on Fletcher’s collar. I put my pack down on the trail for safekeeping and stepped over the edge. I went down fast, sliding on my boot heels and leaning back to keep my balance. Loose dirt and rocks showered down ahead of us. It was a steep, short drop. I kept the Border Collie close in hand as we approached the brush patch. Down here, the ripe smell was unmistakable. Death and decay.
She was lying on her back with one arm thrown out to the side. Her long red hair was caught in the shrubs. The shredded remains of a T-shirt were all the clothes the dead woman had. Countless wounds covered her arms, torso, and legs. Her skin was torn in dozens of places. Coyotes or other scavengers had found her. A nylon dog collar with a stainless steel, bone-shaped tag was around her neck. The tag was engraved, but from here I couldn’t make it out. I sure as shit wasn’t getting any closer just to read it. Dirt and sand coated her staring eyes. Somehow, that was the worst. The dirt in her open eyes.
DJ Davis is a Colorado native and the rugged high country sets the scene for her stories. When she's not writing, she can be found hiking with her dogs, photographing the wildlife, or camping with her husband. A Great Dane runs her life.
A portion of each sale of her novel "Courageous Cain" will be donated to Big Bones Canine Rescue in Windsor, Colorado. Help us help big dogs in need.