Lost Game: Smith Investigation Series 4

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 certain incident with her client, she has decided to resign and spend her time writing books.

---Sypnosis---
Rob has come to terms with her decision to come back to work. In this story, she will finally accept that admitting the job is not worth losing her sanity or she’s weak.

The day begins with a missing child's case. The police thinks that the boy, known to be a ‘Dennis the menace’ sort of child, had run away from home, but Rob and the team discover that there are more than meets the eye.

How will Rob and her team solve this case?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Betty Johnson
• Release date: May 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781311697066

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Lost Game

Smith Investigation Series Book 4

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

So, what's the deal with your book? asked DeMarco. I glanced at him, but his eyes were closed. I sighed.

Today was a slow day at Smith Investigations, and it was understandable for DeMarco to ask stupid questions. I decided to let it go. He didn't.

Seriously, are you making money off it?

Seriously, don't you have anything else to amuse yourself with?

What? He opened his eyes and looked at me.

I rolled my eyes. Fine. Yeah, I'm making some money. People seem to like it, for some reason . . .

So, when is the next book coming? It's been, what, two years since you wrote the first one?

Who said there's another book? Was he set on making my day as bad as it could be?

I slowly raised a hand and massaged my forehead. I suspected a migraine was to come soon, the prospect of it making my skin crawl.

What are you talking about? What about Fitzpatrick?

You've read the book? His question had taken me completely by surprise.

He straightened up in his chair and turned to me. Yeah. And I liked it, too. Let me tell you, you need to reveal what happens to Fitzpatrick. I mean, is he done with the PI business? Is he getting married? Not to mention the gunshot wound, don't get me started on that one!

I laughed, his excitement infectious.

I don't know, I started. I had planned to make Fitz . . .

Nooo! Don't tell me! Write!

My cheeks hurt from all the laughing. I lifted a pen and scribbled something on my notepad.

What are you doing? DeMarco asked.

Writing.

He said something