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New York’s Finest #2
Lauren Layne
Releasing Nov 24th, 2015
Forever
IN HOT PURSUIT




Being
a cop might be in Anthony Moretti’s blood, but protecting and serving the city
of New York has always been more than just the family business. If that means
his love life stays locked up, well then that’s just another sacrifice made in
the line of duty. That is, until he sets eyes on the gorgeous new waitress at
The Darby Diner and suddenly Anthony’s morning coffee is leaving him a whole
lot more hot and bothered than usual.
Though
waitressing at The Darby isn’t exactly Maggie Walker’s dream job, it pays the
bills and gives her time to work on her novel. Now if only she could stop
fantasizing about gorgeous Anthony Moretti every time he sits down at her
table, she’d really be in great shape. But when he needs her help identifying a
criminal threatening The Darby—and Maggie recognizes her ex-husband—she fears
her fresh start might be a pipe dream. Faster than a New York minute, Maggie and
Anthony find themselves in one perilous pursuit that only gets hotter with each
and every rule-breaking kiss.
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“Well surely you’ve got a couple leads to go on,” Tony said, leaning forward and fixing Anthony with a steady look. 
Anthony looked right back, hoping the bold gaze would counteract the hard truth. That Anth didn’t have a damn clue who or where Smiley was. 
For the past two months—the majority of Anthony’s tenure as Ccaptain of the tTwentieth pPrecinct—the Upper West Side had been plagued by a smug and relentless burglar. 
Nickname? Smiley. Courtesy of the idiotic, yellow -smiley- face sticker he left at each of his hits. 
The plus side, if there was one, was that Smiley hadn’t proven dangerous. If it had been a violent criminal on the loose, Anth’s ass would have been on the line weeks ago. 
But still. It had been eight weeks since Smiley first hit, and the man was getting bolder with each passing week, hitting three brownstones last week alone. 
And Anth wasn’t even close to catching him. Neither was anyone else in the department. Hence why number two on his life priorities—the NYPD—was making him crazy. 
“We’ll get him,” Anthony said curtly, referring to Smiley. 
“You’d better,” Tony said. “The press has gotten a hold of it. It’ll only get bigger from here.” 
“Yeah, thanks for the reminder,” Anthony muttered. 
His phone buzzed, and a quick glance showed it was a text message from his grandmother, letting him know that she’d self-diagnosed herself with tuberculosis, but that whiskey might help, and could he bring some by when he was done with breakfast. 
Anth put the phone away without responding, picking up his coffee up again. Still empty. “Damn it. Where the hell is what’s-her-name? Is it too much to ask to get some damned coffee around here?” 
“Now there’s a good plan,” his sister mused. “Blame poor Maggie because you can’t catch a pip-squeak cat burglar.” 
As if on cue, poor Maggie appeared at their table, coffee pot in hand. 
“I’m so sorry,” the waitress said, a little breathless. “You all must have been waiting ages for more coffee.” 
Anthony rolled his eyes, even as he snuck a glance at her. Her friendly smile was meant to hide the fact that she was frazzled, and for most ofover her customers, that apologetic, dimpled smile probably worked. 
It was a damned good look on any woman, but especially her. 

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Lauren Layne is the USA Today
Bestselling author of contemporary romance.
Prior to becoming an author, Lauren
worked in e-commerce and web-marketing. In 2011, she and her husband moved from
Seattle to New York City, where Lauren decided to pursue a full-time writing
career. It took six months to get her first book deal (despite ardent
assurances to her husband that it would only take three). Since then, Lauren’s
gone on to publish ten books, including the bestselling Stiletto series, with
several more on the way in 2015.
Lauren currently lives in Chicago with
her husband and spoiled Pomeranian. When not writing, you’ll find her at happy
hour, running at a doggedly slow pace, or trying to straighten her naturally
curly hair.
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