“Thank you—and thanks for responding so fast.”

He nodded in acknowledgment and returned to his cruiser.

Brent filled out the envelope, ending with the chain of custody section, then refocused on Eve. “Do you want the car towed, or would you prefer to have someone replace the tires here?”

“What do you recommend on a Saturday night at this hour?”

“I’d have it done here—but that would have to wait until tomorrow. I can ask Patrol to have an officer swing by overnight and keep an eye on your vehicle if you want to consider that option. I’ll also give you the names of a few reputable outfits that can take care of this—and I’d be happy to run you home.”

She rubbed at the twin grooves above her nose. “I’ve disrupted your evening too much already. I should let you get back to whatever you were doing.”

“The book I was reading can wait.” He might not admit to his colleagues that he spent his Saturday nights on such a low-key pursuit—but Eve would appreciate his choice of leisure activity.

And maybe even be glad he wasn’t out barhopping . . . or on a hot date.

“You were reading?” She stared at him.

He hitched up one side of his mouth. “Yeah. I learned how in first grade.”

Soft color stole across her cheeks. “Whoops. That didn’t come out right. I didn’t mean to insult you. But in my defense, I haven’t met many men who spend their Saturday nights reading.”

“Their loss—and no offense taken.”

“Thanks. What are you reading?”

“I’m alternating between a novel and a nonfiction book.”

When he mentioned the titles—one about the relationship between John Adams and Thomas Jefferson, the other a bestselling thriller—she arched an eyebrow. “Quite a contrast.”

“My reading taste is eclectic.”

“I can see that. I enjoyed the Jefferson/Adams book.”

“That doesn’t surprise me, now that I’m becoming acquainted with your interest in the workings of our government. Do you also read fiction?”

“Yes. At the moment I’m immersed in a heartwarming series set in a charming seaside community in Oregon. With all the turmoil in my life, it’s soothing to visit a place where everyone cares about everyone else.” She let a beat pass. “If you’re certain you don’t mind giving me a ride, I’ll go with the change-the-tires-here option and take you up on your offer.”

His spirits lifted. For once his Saturday evening wouldn’t end in a solitary pursuit.

“The offer stands.”

“Should I lock my car? As if that will keep it—or me—safe.”