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Some things didn’t add up.

Hannah was smart, and in her industry, she’d been an expert on nitrogen mustard compound. So why had she walked away from such a high-paying job? First, he had other questions.

“If someone got these chemicals,” he asked, “how much would it take to kill a person?”

“Not much. They’re highly toxic.”

As she explained, Owen observed her. Her hands moved as she spoke, every so often going to her neck, as if she was nervous. And who wore a turtleneck in mid-80s heat? What was she hiding?

Owen tried to glimpse the skin underneath. A woman’s neck was his favorite thing—that sensitive spot under the ear. He imagined his tongue tracing her skin. He could practically hear her breathless moans.

“Owen?”

He snapped out of his reverie and forced himself to tear his gaze away.

It was too many hours on this case, too many cups of coffee, too little sleep. Throw in a beautiful woman and his brain went haywire, concocting a fantasy. A fantasy he had no business enjoying. Not when there were bodies piling up.

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