Shaky Game: Smith Investigation Series 3

By Deborah Diaz

---About Rob Walsh or "Robin"---
The year is 2014. Rob Walsh is a 49 years old retired Chief Petty Officer and private investigator.

She is a rising star as a PI. Following a few cases with Smith Investigation, Rob decides to follow her heart's calling and become the full time investigator.

---Sypnosis---
When a prominent chemist dissapears for more than a few days, the family hires Smith Investigations to find her.

It is Rob's first official case.

The members of the investigation team thinks she is may be dead. Rob thinks otherwise. In the midst of this investigation, Rob has to deal with issues of her team.

Is the chemist dead for sure? Find out in this page turning mystery private investigator series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Betty Johnson
• Release date: May 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310883095

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Shaky Game

Smith Investigation Series Book 3

By: Deborah Diaz

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Copyright 2015 by Deborah Diaz

This book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.

About the Author

Deborah Diaz is a retired insurance adjustor. She is living at Tennessee and enjoys reading mystery novels during her free time.

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Table of Contents

Copyrighted material

About the Author

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Recommended Readings

CHAPTER 1

Oh, shit! I forgot to put the laundry in, I remembered as I was swiping my access card. With a smooth ‘swoosh’ sound, the new electronically controlled door to Smith Investigations opened.

As always, the reception desk was deserted. I shook my head, thinking that if we could have our customers be announced from downstairs, we could greet them properly. I wonder how many of them would otherwise turn around and leave straight away? To an uninformed observer, we didn't look like the most professional PI firm in the city.

Eager to get rid of my shoulder bag, an accessory I never understood, I went straight into Operations, and dropped it on my desk. I was just taking my jacket off when Spike burst through the door, calling my name.

What is it? At first, I thought something might have happened, but Spike was radiating excitement so I relaxed my recently developed Mama Bear instincts.

Smith wants you in his office. Put your nice face on. She even winked. This must be good.

What are you talking about? I always have my nice face on, I joked, already on my way to Smith’s office.

For some obscure reason, I paused before knocking on his door. Although all the signs pointed to a positive outcome, I took a deep breath and tried to prepare myself for every possibility.

This is Robin Walsh, the investigator I told you about, Smith introduced me the second I stepped into the room.

Three pairs of eyes turned to me, my discomfort reaching new heights. I swallowed hard.

The familiar feeling of excitement I got every time I handled a case began to grow in my chest, but, before I got ahead of myself, I tried to stifle it. I was just a consultant, after all.

One nod from Smith and I understood I had just been promoted to full investigator. I could have performed a back flip out of happiness, but I refrained. Considering the distraught family sitting before me, I straightened my shoulders to look more composed.

Hi. Please call me Rob.

The younger woman, she must’ve been in her twenties, gave me an acquiescent nod, while the man sitting beside her shook my hand vigorously. Another woman, a slightly older version of the first, I assumed her sister, just brushed her hand against mine. She looked spaced out, not really present in her family's drama.

"Thomas Jackson. Please,