Frankie Daniels has a tough act to follow as a detective--her father Frank Daniels, a 'hero and icon' for the Atlanta Police Force. She'd just about made the giant step towards her goal of grudging respect from her fellow detectives when she makes a mistake. A reeaalllyy big one, i.e., sleeping with her new partner, who just happened to be married to the police commissioner's daughter. Of course the jerk lied to her saying they were separated, etc. etc., but the bottom line is, Frankie's job's on the line. Her supervisor and friend of her father, her mentor, Captain Wayford, saves her career by lining up a new job in nowhereville South Carolina. Better known as Purdyville, with a crime rate lower than a thief's IQ. Until Frankie arrives, that is.
When she reaches Purdyville she's just in time to see her new rental home burned to the ground. This was the straw that broke, etc., so she angrily desparages her new job to the two firemen cleaning up at the scene. The bona fide fireman took pity on Frankie and introduced her to the other soot covered man--her boss, Sheriff Matt Webber. Oh (deleted)!, Frankie thought, she'd blown it before she even started work. However, Sheriff Matt was intriqued with the natural beauty and straight-forward detective-with-attitude, and gave her another chance. Besides, Captain Wayford was related to him. Frankie was relieved, sort of, when the gorgeous man told her to follow him to the only motel in town and to report to work the next morning. Okaaaayyy, she could do this, she certainly wasn't about to commit the same error in Purdyville, even though the Sheriff was enough to tempt her. Worse, he seemed interested in her too.
Frankie went across the street to Virgil's Barbeque for a beer and a take-out supper order, and the first problem presented itself, even before her first day on the job. Willie-Jack Pitts, local trouble-maker, bad-boy and all round nuisance, introduces himself and proceeds to hit on her. Frankie says, no, she's not interested and with a glare from Virgil, Willie-Jack backs off, sulking with his two friends. When Frankie left, take-out order in hand, Willie-Jack follows and tries to detain her physically. Wrong think to do, Willie-Jack, because Frankie is one mean cop who takes him down in a matter of seconds. And Frankie's fame in Purdyville is established. Frankie just wants out of no-action-smallville, but circumstances keep piling up to keep her there.
Matt takes pity on Frankie when the motel manager refuses to keep her as a guest after her room is trashed by vandals, probably Willie-Jack's no-good friends. He introduces her to his cousin Sissy Burns, an actress who earns her living working as a 900-sex talker with repeat customers. The idea is for Frankie to rent Sissy's spare bedroom. This is when her plans to bail out of Purdyville begin to unravel. Before she knows it, Frankie has made two new friends, Sissy and the town doctor's wife, who's a therapist. She also is becoming closer than thermal underwear with good-natured Matt and learns to like his unorthodox methods of solving the town's problem.
Problems escalate when Willie-Jack is released from one, the hospital and secondly, jail. When W-J sees Frankie, he threatens her, so this provides Matt an excuse to stop by after work to see that she's safe. And the action jumps to a higher notch, the romance really heats up, and events conspire to--
Keep you interested in this fast paced, funny, off-beat story of a hard-boiled defensive heroine who's really different. I enjoyed HOT SHOT tremendously and recommend it. Good job, Charlotte!
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