by Linda Mooney
It’s another night on the
job for Deputy Sheriff Barbara Mero, giving chase to a suspect in a
stolen vehicle. But when someone beats her to the perp, she’s not
sure whether to step in or not. Before she can stop him, a
sledgehammer-wielding bearded biker on a red Harley delivers his own
punishment, but with his parting words, Babs isn’t so sure he’s
another bad guy.
After further investigation, Babs knows this
vigilante “Santa” meant well, but there’s no proof he was even
there. And after a few more run-ins with the red-cloaked badass,
she’s torn between duty and justice, but in her heart she knows he’s
the real deal.
You see, there’s a side of the story of Santa that
doesn’t get told, and that’s where Dominik comes in. Being the twin
to Kris, Dom’s job isn’t near as merry, though still necessary,
answering the letters from the kids who want more than just toys.
Those who want a better, safer life, food, and shelter. Basic needs
a kid shouldn’t have to wish for on Christmas. Although he’s accepted
his own lot in life, Dominik still has one regret. It’s a lonely
life.
There’s another side to jolly old Saint Nick, and
he ain’t a saint.
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