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Eric was their older sibling, and though they all owned equal shares of the brewery, Eric had always taken the lead He was the logical person to call to report that the brewery had been robbed But Jaood at all

Jah his hair and stared up at the pale blue sky “It’s bad, Tessa”

Her heart fell to somewhere below street level “What’s bad? What?”

“Monica Kendall caht”

“No Oh, no, no, no” Monica Kendall was the vice president of High West Air and the key to the distribution deal that Eric had been working on for months “Jamie, please tell me you didn’t Even you wouldn’t be that stupid”

“Even I wouldn’t? Nice thing to say to your brother”

“Jamie!” she screeched God, she wished the cops would turn the lights off on the patrol cars The colors were digging into her eye sockets

Jaed stance His shoulders slumped His head fell “I don’t knohat happened,” he murmured “She said she wanted a tour of the brewery Of course, she sampled a few of the beers and then…”

“And then?”

“She needed a ride home”

Tessa’s sunken heart flopped weakly She knew exactly what he meant Women loved Ja woain “This isn’t happening”

“I took her home,” he said “I had to”