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Breath came only in short, shallow gasps as she held the envelope in her hand. The killer had sent another letter. How did he know where she was?

“You all right?”

Brenna jumped and spun around to see Nick mere inches from her. As he reached for the letter, his chest brushed her, and she gasped, stepping back from him and the smell of leather and aftershave.

“Want me to open it?” He came even closer and the air left her lungs, making breath and speech impossible. Not when he was so near, all she had to do was exhale and their bodies would be touching in ways she’d only dreamed.

“No, I can do it.” She lowered her eyes so he couldn’t see how affected she was. Or how afraid she was for the job she had to do.

He pushed a strand of her hair back behind her ear and traced her jaw with a soft fingertip. “You don’t have to be strong all the time, Jensen.”

The urge to lean into him assailed her and she pulled away just in time. “Yes, I do. I’m a cop, Nick. I don’t have time to be scared.” Of killers…or tall, gorgeous FBI agents.