I love Lt. Horatio Caine.

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Horatio Caine sat in a back booth waiting for DEA agent Jeremy Burnett, nursing a second cup of coffee, wondering why he didn't eat here more often--the food was good, in its greasy spoon way, and the coffee gave a guy a real jump start on the day.

Idly, he watched a miniskirted, mesh-stockinged trio of transvestites at the next table trying to look nonchalant as one of them passed a tiny folded piece of paper to another across the table.

Oh yeah, he thought, smiling wryly to himself. Now I remember why I don't eat here more often.

"By the way," he said over the rim of his cup, not looking at them. "I'm the heat."

One of them turned to him and said, "Yeah, and I'm Britney fuh--"

The epithet caught in the transvestite's throat as Caine held up his badge, still without looking at them.

Turning toward the counter across the room, the nearest one raised a hand and said, "Check please!"

Caine couldn't help but chuckle.


--Max Allan Collins, CSI: Miami novel Heat Wave

Yes, there are books. And yes, I have bought one. (Only one for now.) And absolutely yes, I am a geeky-rabid-fangirl. XP XD