Dixie
Flannigan, Houston bounty hunter, is “willing
to get down and dirty with the lowest of the low in order to
land her man.”* But this time she’s pursuing a young
woman, and the chase takes Dixie deep into a family’s bloodiest
secrets.
Dixie’s nephew, Ryan, the one person who can turn her
crime-hardened heart to warm taffy, downloads a WANTED notice
from the Internet offering a $30,000 reward for the whereabouts
of felony theft suspect Gennae Thompson. One of Ryan’s
online buddies spotted Thompson headed toward Houston. Convinced
his tough, clever Aunt Dixie will round up the thief before
sundown, Ryan is champing to split the bounty.
And Dixie would move mountains to live up to Ryan's unshakable
faith in her abilities. But scarcely home from a long hot trip
transporting a bail jumper back to justice, she’s looking
forward to a romantic Galveston weekend with the other important
man in her life. Her already shaky relationship with Parker Dann
might not survive another postponement.
In Dixie’s ten years as a state prosecutor, she saw guilt in
every guise imaginable—old, young, rich, poor, dumb, brilliant—so
nothing really surprises her. She predicts 20-year-old Gennae is destined
to waste her best years sitting in a nasty little room with bars. And
having put away too many offenders who might’ve been saved if
someone had ladled good sense into their stubborn brains before they
hardened to concrete, Dixie can’t help hoping the girl falls
into the hands of an obliging cop.
The WANTED poster claims Gennae likes
to gamble. Knowing that habits draw people to familiar territory like
wild game to a watering hole,
Dixie decides to drop in at the only two race tracks in the area.
How long can it take to scan the parking lots for the suspect’s
car? With luck, she’ll find nothing, yet making the effort
will appease Ryan’s expectations, and she’ll still make
her date with Parker Dann.
But bingo! Dixie spots the Arkansas license
plate at the dog track. Reluctantly, she continues her search at
the betting lanes and, despite
a clever disguise, homes in on her quarry. Before Dixie can summon
an obliging cop, the girl runs again. Dixie stays hard on Gennae’s
trail until she vanishes into a ground fog that covers the Galveston
highway.
Abandoning the chase to salvage her evening with Parker,
Dixie wonders why Gennae drove so deliberately in the only direction
that offered
little chance of permanent escape…Galveston Island. And the
haunted expression she saw in Gennae’s eyes gives Dixie an
uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. She’s seen that look
on runaways, street kids and frightened animals.