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“Want help with that gate?” the cowboy said as he brushed against her.
Оглавление“Thank you.” Dulcie ducked out from under his arms and stood back to watch him drag it out of the way. He wasn’t just tall, she realized. His shoulder muscles bunched, stretching the fabric of his Western shirt across broad shoulders. And as he opened the gate, she got a good look at his backside.
“Mind if I ask what you’re planning to do here?” He gestured toward the house.
“Having a look around.”
He leaned against the gatepost, studying her. “I hadn’t taken you for one of them.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“The morbidly curious.”
Dulcie felt something in her tense. “I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t you? A woman was murdered in that house.”
