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  1. “I’VE NEVER LIED TO YOU, DANA.”
  2. Also by
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright Page
  5. Dedication
  6. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  7. Chapter One
  8. Chapter Two
  9. Chapter Three
  10. Chapter Four
  11. Chapter Five
  12. Chapter Six
  13. Chapter Seven
  14. Chapter Eight
  15. Chapter Nine
  16. Chapter Ten
  17. Chapter Eleven
  18. Chapter Twelve
  19. Chapter Thirteen
  20. Chapter Fourteen
  21. Chapter Fifteen
  22. Chapter Sixteen
  23. Chapter Seventeen
  24. Chapter Eighteen
  25. Chapter Nineteen
  26. Chapter Twenty
  27. Chapter Twenty-One
  28. Chapter Twenty-Two
  29. Chapter Twenty-Three
  30. Chapter Twenty-Four
  31. Chapter Twenty-Five
  32. Chapter Twenty-Six
  33. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  34. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  35. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  36. Chapter Thirty
  37. Chapter Thirty-One
  38. Chapter Thirty-Two
  39. Chapter Thirty-Three
  40. Chapter Thirty-Four
  41. Chapter Thirty-Five
  42. Chapter Thirty-Six
  43. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  44. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  45. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  46. Chapter Forty
  47. Chapter Forty-One
  48. Chapter Forty-Two
  49. Chapter Forty-Three
  50. Chapter Forty-Four
  51. Epilogue
  52. Teaser chapter

Nausea swirled in Dana’s stomach. “Yeah, she was pretty amazing. You would’ve liked her.”

Wolfe shook his head. “I’m so fed up with the drug trade. It’s everywhere, even in your business stories. Enough is enough.”

Dana nodded. “Yeah.” But they were getting closer. “Let’s have Brigid track down Theresa Rhodes. I don’t care if she’s on sabbatical. She’s the only one, so far, listed in Candy’s notes.”

Wolfe grasped her arm. “It’s time to go.”

“No. We don’t have the autopsy results yet.” Dana couldn’t leave without them, although she’d decided it’d be nice to have Wolfe on the trip home. They needed to talk.

“I read them. You don’t need to.” He turned for the door.

“The heck I don’t.” She set her feet. “Tell me, or I’m not moving an inch.”

He sighed. “Fine. I’ll tell you on the way.”

Now she had to go.

Force came into view, irritation darkening his face. “I tried to buy you time, but the police need to talk to you about Candy again, Dana. They’re here, and I sent them to interrogation room one. I promised you’d talk to them right now.”

Dana sighed. “Might as well get this over with.”

Wolfe’s brows drew down. “If it goes late, we’ll stay at my house tonight and head to Tennessee early tomorrow morning.”

“It shouldn’t go late,” Dana said, sweeping by him. “Hopefully.”

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Three

Dana’s interview the night before had gone way too late, and Wolfe was still fighting irritation the next morning that he hadn’t been allowed to go in with her.

The last thing he needed right now was to sit in a truck for hours when he should be hunting down Rock. The dream from the other night, a flashback really, stuck in him like a rusty blade he couldn’t dislodge, so he’d had trouble sleeping again.

The interview had taken so long that they’d decided to stay at his house and head to Tennessee in the morning. They’d both gone to bed and pretty much passed out, and now they had to drive straight through to get to the wedding in time.

He controlled his emotions and drove away from his house at the crack of dawn, acutely aware of Roscoe staring at him from the back seat and Dana from his side. He’d left Kat with Pippa, and the kitten had meowed out of pleasure. There was no doubt Pippa snuck him treats.

“Well?” Dana asked, dressed in cutoff shorts and a plain heather-green T-shirt for the long drive. Her legs were long and tan, and his mouth kept watering, even though her eyes were exhausted and her face pale. “I let you be quiet last night after my interview. Now it’s time you gave me the autopsy report.”