TITLE: PERFECT TRUST
GENRE: GENTLE WOMEN'S FICTION
A siren's wail pierced the air. James Rollins tightened his grip on the steering wheel as blue lights strobed. Not the welcome he'd expected in a town named Perfect.
"What's up?" Michael jerked toward the front seat, bumping his head on the ceiling.
"He's getting pulled over by a cop. That's what." Sarah squealed. "Way to go, Dad-o."
Maneuvering onto the gravel shoulder, James shoved the gearshift into park. His heart shifted into overdrive. "Was I speeding?" Pointing toward the dashboard, He glimpsed his wife covering her eyes with a hand. "Libby, grab our registration and insurance while I find my license." He twisted around to reach his back pocket.
A tall deputy approached their vehicle. The kid barely looked old enough to shave. Fresh out of high school like Michael.
James rolled down the window, his pulse accelerating into turbo-supercharge. "Hello, Officer. Anything wrong?" He drew in a deep breath and held it.
"Yes, sir. Your left rear tire is pretty low. Thought you'd better get it fixed before it blows."
James's relief whooshed out. "Thank you, Officer--?"
"Delaney. Officer Ben Delaney."
"We're new in town." James's thumb hitchhiked upward toward the luggage rack. "Today's our moving in day, so I don't know any garages around here. Where would you recommend?"
"Dan's Motors straight ahead on your left. That's where we get all the county vehicles serviced. I'd be happy to show you. Follow me."
"No problem, sir. Welcome to Perfect."
James liked the sound of that.