Deadhead Bedhead Book Three Kayt Miller Copyright © 2020 by Kayt Miller All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. 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. Editor: Hot Tree Editing Proofreading by: Hot Tree Editing Formatted by: Kayt Miller Created with Vellum Contents Also by Kayt Miller 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 Also by Kayt Miller Acknowledgments About the Author Thank you! Sneak Peek: Sexy Savior (Releasing December 6, 2020) Also by Kayt Miller For more information: www.kaytmiller.com 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
