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Chapter Three

They rode in silence for two whole blocks before Jessica turned to peek over the back of the seat. “I like the sweet apple flavor better. Have you tried that?”

The question set Lang off like a bottle rocket. “What the hell are you doing? Are you trying to encourage her?”

Jessica shot him an exasperated glance. “I didn’t send her into the store to steal a pack of gum, if that’s what you’re implying. I’m only offering my opinion. The sweet apple is so much better than the strawberry delight.”

Shifting his attention from his perplexing passenger, he darted a glance at the rearview mirror. Kirsten stared back at him, stony-faced. “Why would you steal a pack of gum? I would have given you the money.”

“I have my own money,” she snapped.