Unauthorized Obsession (Unauthorized Series Book 3) Read Free Page B

her shoulder as she moved.
    He lifted his chin towards the bathroom and she rolled her eyes. As she passed the bathroom her recruit came out and Kara was immediately confused by his appearance. His uniform was rumpled, almost like he had slept in it. His boots looked dull and dirty. Disingenuously though, his mildly red hair and much redder goatee were strikingly neat. It was like he was a different person above and below the neck. She couldn’t quite place his age. Maybe thirty-five or forty? Old for a recruit. He seemed to trip over his own feet when he saw her. Inwardly, she groaned. Why was she stuck with a slug? Her few interactions with him so far had given her the impression of someone dull-witted and slightly slow. Not exactly what you want in a police officer.
    “Howell. You’re with me. Quickly,” she barked at him and pushed her way out the back door without waiting to see if he was keeping up.
    Blocking the afternoon sun from her eyes, Kara slid behind the wheel of patrol car number eighty-two and started the engine, then called into service with dispatch and asked for the address of the emergency they were being sent to. She noted her recruit’s movements as he cautiously settled into the passenger seat. She threw the car into reverse and backed out of the stall, flipping on the lights immediately but holding off on the siren until they got out of the parking lot.
    They would be to the call in under ten minutes, giving her no time to get anything through to this recruit. She looked through his window past him and then weaved the patrol car through the stopping traffic on his side. His face wore a vapid expression of nervousness. Great . She could imagine him tripping over his own feet at the call and getting them both shot. He needed to stay back and stay out of the way and not do anything until she said it was okay. Kara was already in a black mood and the day seemed to be going downhill. Not what she wanted to deal with her first day with a new recruit.
    “We are headed to an alarm call with an intruder seen inside the house. There should be at least four of us going on this call, but we are the only two officers available. Now listen very carefully. This is the most important thing I’m going to say to you today and if you don't do exactly as I tell you, I’ll make sure you never get a chance to fuck up again. Got it?” She snuck a look at him. His formerly inane expression head turned wide-eyed and concerned. Good. She knew from experience the recruits normally didn't listen well their first day on the road unless you got loud with them. But she had his attention. Very good, since they would be at the call in about four minutes. “Keep your gun in its holster. The only way you pull that gun out of your holster is if I’m already shot dead. Got it?” She knew that recruits tended to be one of two ways – either they took way too long to resort to deadly force even when it was authorized and put everyone around them in danger, or they grabbed straight for the gun in every situation even when it wasn’t authorized, and put everyone around them in danger. She wouldn’t have a chance to figure out which way he went until it was too late so she was taking the easy way out.
    He grunted a yes and she looked at him again. He looked like a different person suddenly. His face was all hard lines and angry tension. He was pissed, and she didn’t understand why. Maybe because she was younger than him? Maybe he had a problem with women? She didn’t know, but it would bear watching.
    She flipped their siren off as they entered the neighborhood, then rolled down her window and found the house easily. The blaring whoop whoop of a house alarm emanated from a large white tri-level on the middle of the street full of noble and grandiose older houses. She had always loved this neighborhood. Kara pulled in front of the house and put the car in park, then told dispatch they had arrived on scene. She got out and