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Оглавление“I’m in this mess because I got shot at, too...”
Keegan cleared his throat. “Where do we go from here?”
“Can you drop me here?” Tracy asked. “I’ll get a ride home some other way.”
“Nope.”
She frowned. “I wasn’t asking your permission.”
“I know, but I’m going to go with you. I’m helping. I’m awesome like that.”
Again, she shifted. “Keegan, I’m involved in a mess and I’ll get out of it. By myself. Do you understand?”
He heard his mama’s voice in his head. Don’t be pushy, Keegan. Not everyone gallops through life like you do. Speed, excitement and danger were the stuff that made life worth living, and too much slow contemplation time could drive a man crazy.
He heaved out a breath. “This isn’t something you should face alone. You saw a murder and it’s possible the murderer is still out there.”
She didn’t answer but he knew she was thinking the same as him.
And he knows who you are.
