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Chapters (48)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Dedication
  4. Acknowledgments
  5. Prologue
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty-one
  27. Chapter Twenty-two
  28. Chapter Twenty-three
  29. Chapter Twenty-four
  30. Chapter Twenty-five
  31. Chapter Twenty-six
  32. Chapter Twenty-seven
  33. Chapter Twenty-eight
  34. Chapter Twenty-nine
  35. Chapter Thirty
  36. Chapter Thirty-one
  37. Chapter Thirty-two
  38. Chapter Thirty-three
  39. Chapter Thirty-four
  40. Chapter Thirty-five
  41. Chapter Thirty-six
  42. Chapter Thirty-seven
  43. Chapter Thirty-eight
  44. Chapter Thirty-nine
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Max was joking; Sean sounded too serious. “Trust me,” she said. “In this instance, going to him and just asking questions is going to help. I have a far greater chance of getting information because I’m going in as family, of sorts. If he’s keeping on top of this investigation, he knows that I came to San Antonio at the request of Victoria’s father because Stan recanted.”

“He could also know you talked to Stan.”

“Stan didn’t tell me much of anything, but going to Monroe and telling him what Stan said could give us more than we have now.”

“This is not going to end well. Your partner David scares me. If you get hurt, I don’t want to face him, or Ryan.”

She laughed. “I’ve been doing this a long time. I’m going to his office because it’s public, and I’m going in alone. But because I recognize that the situation might get dicey, I’ll let you listen in.”

Sean was shaking his head.

“You’re a smart guy. I’m sure you know how to turn my phone into a one-way speaker.”

He held out his hand and she put her phone in it. He did a few things that she couldn’t see, then said, “See this app here?”

She looked. “The Wine App? What’s that?”

“You drink wine like water, so if anyone looks at this they’ll think it’s literally an app about wine. But I created a shortcut. Press it and it turns your phone into a transmitter. I can hear everything on my phone. Record if I want, but I know that gets into a gray area.”

“We’re not using this in court. Record it.”

“We may not be able to let Lucy listen. It would become fruit from the poisonous tree.”

“I really detest rules.”

“Sometimes, so do I, but this one I’m all for—civil liberties and all those pesky rights we hold so dear.”

“No need for sarcasm, Rogan.”

“If you’re in trouble, like he’s talking nice but has a gun on you, say you’re late for a lunch meeting. I’ll be there.”

“How? Just going to sit in their waiting room?”

He smiled. “I’ll be around.”

Max went to Harrison Monroe’s office without an appointment. She knew he was in because she’d called earlier in the day and tricked the receptionist into giving out the information. But that was no guarantee that he would see her.

Max usually got exactly what she wanted, and today was no exception.