Deadly Reunion. Lauren Nichols

Michael, on the other hand, was an archangel. She never recanted, even when he told her he came from a long line of good guys—cops.

      “I’ve looked for a good woman, Leona. There’s no one out there like you, and Frank would get royally ticked off if I moved in on his bride.”

      Her merry laughter flowed through the phone line. “If you can’t find a nice girl, you’re looking in the wrong places. Go to church. We have beautiful young women at St. Joe’s.”

      He grinned. “I’m not a Catholic.”