CHAPTER TWELVE
Steve Pulliam adjusted the Bluetooth earpiece connected to his two-way radio as he began his three a.m. circuit of the perimeter of the Holbrooks’ home on Marigold Court. They seemed like a nice couple. The job a cakewalk. It was about time he’d received an easy assignment. He’d just come off the tour of a young country music star, had battled crazies every night as they stalked her across the nation, following her tour bus, fighting to get close to her. At more than one stop, he’d had to get physical with a few of the ardent fans, holding them until the police could haul them away.
After his grueling time spent on the road, protecting the Holbrooks from an abusive ex felt like a vacation. His numerous assignments within the music industry coupled with his military e
