“Jonas could have you arrested for assault, Kade.”

He drilled her with a look. “Not if he wants to live.”

Ellie rolled her eyes.

“You still want lunch?” Kade asked, clearly not backing down.

She would have said no if she hadn’t been so hungry. “Have you talked to the people who work at the café yet?”

Kade shook his head, settled his hat back on and tugged the brim low. “Not yet. I figured we could do that together.”

She released a slow breath. “All right, fine. But no more jealous tantrums and no more fistfights.”

His eyes found hers. “I wasn’t having a tantrum. I was administering a lesson.”

“A lesson. Men.”

Kade grunted, cracked open his door, and went around to her side of the truck while Ellie climbed out to join him.

“Jonas,” Kade said. “He slept with her, didn’t he?”

She should have seen this coming. “I’m not a hundred percent sure.”

“How sure are you?”

She sighed. “Ninety-nine percent.”

“I knew it. I’ve always known. God, I was an idiot.”

She stopped and turned, reached up, and set her palm on his cheek. “You loved her. She just wasn’t worthy of your love.”

Kade caught her hand, laced her fingers with his, and held it as they headed down the street to the café.

The good news was Wendy Cummings, the café owners’ daughter, had seen a dark green Hummer passing through town just after closing last week. She wasn’t sure which night, but she had definitely seen the car on her way home, after she had left the café.

“They’re kind of cool, you know?” She smiled at Kade as if she knew he would agree. “That’s why I remember it.”

Wendy couldn’t think of anything specific about the vehicle, no dents, no antennas, nothing like that, just that it was “cool,” and it was a dark forest green.

But the make and now the color of the killer’s car were more than they’d had before. And something about the car got Ellie to thinking. Kade phoned Sheriff Fischer to let him know, but Ellie was quiet on the ride back to the ranch.

“You still mad at me?”

At the rumble of his deep, masculine voice, she turned. “I should be.”

“I found you kissing another man. What if it had been me with another woman?”

“I wouldn’t like it, that’s for sure. I doubt I would have punched her in the face.”

“So you are still mad.”

She sighed. “Unfortunately, you’re tough to stay mad at.”

Kade smiled. “Good to know.”

Ellie didn’t smile back. She wasn’t sure how to deal with Kade’s jealousy. If they were truly involved, his possessiveness would be a threat to her independence. She had men friends. She worked with men in her office. She wasn’t willing to give them up for Kade or anyone else.