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  1. “YOU’VE BEEN STUDYING ME, NARI?”
  2. Also by
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright Page
  5. Dedication
  6. Acknowledgments
  7. Prologue
  8. Chapter One
  9. Chapter Two
  10. Chapter Three
  11. Chapter Four
  12. Chapter Five
  13. Chapter Six
  14. Chapter Seven
  15. Chapter Eight
  16. Chapter Nine
  17. Chapter Ten
  18. Chapter Eleven
  19. Chapter Twelve
  20. Chapter Thirteen
  21. Chapter Fourteen
  22. Chapter Fifteen
  23. Chapter Sixteen
  24. Chapter Seventeen
  25. Chapter Eighteen
  26. Chapter Nineteen
  27. Chapter Twenty
  28. Chapter Twenty-One
  29. Chapter Twenty-Two
  30. Chapter Twenty-Three
  31. Chapter Twenty-Four
  32. Chapter Twenty-Five
  33. Chapter Twenty-Six
  34. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  35. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  36. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  37. Chapter Thirty
  38. Chapter Thirty-One
  39. Chapter Thirty-Two
  40. Chapter Thirty-Three
  41. Chapter Thirty-Four
  42. Chapter Thirty-Five
  43. Chapter Thirty-Six
  44. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  45. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  46. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  47. Chapter Forty
  48. Epilogue
  49. Teaser chapter

“No. They’re surprisingly well funded and trained. I’m trying to avoid a drug war in the middle of the Capitol. In the file you’ll find all the research so far. I need you to develop profiles on the top gang members, and then I’d like you to meet the team. No doubt you’ll want to set up weekly meetings with everyone, as per new regulations. Except for me because we were in a relationship.”

“I’ll get started, then.” She stood, wanting to get out of there. Now.

“I won’t make this assignment easy on you, Nari. If I were you, I’d try to get transferred as soon as possible,” he said.

She shut the door on the last of his words.

Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten

After an extra-long shower and a search for clean clothes in his apartment, Angus had finally packed up his meager belongings. He still smelled Nari on him. The spicy scent of her shampoo somehow clung to his skin, even after his shower. What was that smell? It was light and female, but with a bite. Maybe a combination of cinnamon and chai. He’d had a chai latte once, and that intoxicating smell reminded him of Nari.

He drove for over an hour, retracing his steps, going in odd directions, making sure he lost any tail that might be on him. Nobody caught his eye. The rain had finally let up, leaving the world barren and waiting with silent breath for the first storm of winter.

Finally he reached a diner in Virginia in the middle of nowhere that only had two battered trucks by the entrance. He drove to the far end of the lot near a forested area, where Agent Millie Frost waited in her light green VW Bug. He pulled in next to her.

His former employee, one he’d known only a short while, got out of her car. Today the streaks in her hair were gone, and the blond tresses on her shoulders made her look more like the girl next door. She reached into the back seat for a duffel bag and set it on the hood.

“Hi.” He let Roscoe out, and the dog bounded over to the woman for some love.

Millie dropped to her haunches, not having far to go. She snuggled up to Roscoe and scratched his fur. “Howdy, buddy.” Then she stood, wiping her hands down dark jeans that matched a T-shirt with the Firefly cast on it. “This is weird.”

“I’m okay with that. Did you bring it?” Angus asked.

“Yep.” She drew the sweeper out of the duffel and came toward his truck, running the box down the first tire. “Did you already conduct a visual search for a passive tracker?”

He signaled for Roscoe to sit. “Yes. There’s no passive tracker, and I doubt there’s an active one, but I wanted to make sure.”