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and you know it. We may be small and we may be country, but we have our pride. Besides, Zeke's family needs some justice. They deserve to know who 5 Crystal-Rain Love killed one of their own and why. Zeke deserves that. Brynn nodded her head although she wasn't one hundred percent in agreement. The town's golden boy, Ezekiel Good, wasn't as golden as they all thought, but she wouldn't speak of that. The man had been murdered. He d paid his dues. While she couldn't feel sympathy for him, she could feel it for his family, even if they'd treated her as though she were the town whore. Why aren't the police investigating the murder aspect? They did. It took them all of two weeks to declare it an accident, the chief said, his tone liberally laced with disgust. Adam isn't letting it go though, and I can't blame him. Although I'd never have thought it could happen in this town, Ezekiel Good was murdered. Adam needs your help on this whether he wants to admit it or not. Wonderful. The small town police system had struck out so now they were passing the torch to her& the one person whose help Adam Good would rather spit on than accept. Give me what you've got so far and I'll get this thing wrapped up as soon as possible. She rose from her seat, ready to complete the job and get as far away from Adam as possible. You'll have to see Adam for that. He has the files. Of course. ~~~ Is this everything? You think I'm holding out on you? The words came out harsher than he'd intended, but Adam didn't care. The last thing he expected when he had left for work was to be paired up with Brynn on the investigation, his investigation. It was bad enough she had stolen his trust all those years ago, but now she was taking away his job as well. I wasn't accusing you of anything. Her tone relayed her exasperation. It was just a question. I like to make sure I have all the facts before I start on an investigation. 6 The Fire Still Burns Yeah, I wish I had all the facts on you all those years ago, he complained under his breath. What was that? She looked up from where she sat at one of the tables in the training room to watch him as he paced. Her eyes, lit from what he assumed to be irritation, were still the same pure green he remembered, her bow-shaped mouth still as kissable. Her body was fuller than he remembered. She wasn't heavy at all, just a little more filled out, more womanly. But her hair killed him slowly. He could still remember putting his hands in those thick auburn waves, pulling her head down to his so their tongues could caress as she went wild on top of him in his truck at Blue Mountain Park. They'd taught each other everything they knew about sex, and she had always been wild, uninhabited and adventurous. Unfortunately he'd been stupid enough to believe she only shared that part of herself with him. Nothing, he finally answered, trying to purge the old images of her from his mind before they drove him insane. He continued to pace the floor of the training room, too angry to sit. I could do this myself, you know, so don't go thinking I need you. She slammed her hands down on the table, her fiery glare hot enough to burn a hole through him. Look, I never wanted to come back to this town in the first place, but now I'm here, and I'm doing what I have to do to get by until I can get the money together to get the hell back out. I don't like working with you any more than you like working with me, but I'm adult enough to make the best of it so why don't you follow my lead and grow up. Adam stopped pacing and started to lash right back at her, but then remembered his promise to himself. He would never let her know just how deeply she had hurt him. Standing there yelling at her, letting it show loud and clear that she affected him did just the opposite. Besides, he figured at least half of his coworkers were somewhere close-by eavesdropping. Fine. He schooled his features into as blank a mask as he could muster and sat at the table before her, forcing himself to sit there when he 7 Crystal-Rain Love really wanted to run. Her sweet scent wafted across the table bringing back memories best left forgotten, and he became infuriated by the fact that he was remembering moments spent with her while his brother's killer was still on the loose. I want Zeke's murderer. I don't give a damn what I have to do to find him, even if it means I have to work alongside you, but don't get in my way on this. He leaned forward with his hands braced on the table edge, purposely invading her space. She looked up from the papers before her to glare at him, closing her hands into tight little fists. I didn't apply for this job. The chief contacted me because he knows I can find the arsonist. I m a volunteer firefighter in Los Angeles and a very successful private investigator. I'm not trying to get in your way, Adam. I didn't even know you were the investigator. If I had, do you really think I'd have taken the job? Adam sat back in his chair and crossed his arms in front of his chest. I don't know, Brynn. I thought I knew you once and it turned out I was wildly mistaken. Insult my character all you want, but I'm on this case whether you like it or not. She bent her head back over the files in front of her, reading the pages. So there were two incidents almost exactly a month apart. Yup. She looked at him briefly in what he assumed to be annoyance, before returning her eyes to the information before her. Depending on when your brother was actually taken, the incidents may have actually been an exact month apart. Why don't I see a list of suspects? Right there. He pointed at the sheet in front of her. Two names? [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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