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He had to get the rest of the cops off his back Off her

"I didn’t do anything" Her voice was still soft, but h the words "I don’t knoho your witnesses think they saw, but it wasn’t me"

At her words, he blinked, stunned

Tanner remeels can’t lie

Even angels who’d fallen were still bound to tell the truth Sure, they could twist facts to suit the--but they couldn’t tell a straight-out lie

He caught her shoulders and pulled her even closer to him Her hands were still bound behind her back, and her chin notched up as she faced him

"Two members of Brandt’s pack are dead Their bodies were found in an alley, without so much as a scratch on them" No scratches, but there’d been plenty of terror to see on the frozen faces of Michael LaRue and Beau Stokes

While therein the shadows of New Orleans, there weren’t very many who could kill with a touch

Even feho looked like her

He thought her face paled as she stared at him, but Marna told him flatly, "I swear to you, it wasn’t me"

Then someone sure wanted him to think it had been

Footsteps tapped outside Jonathan, hurrying back Tanner leaned forward and unlocked her cuffs Her breath sighed out as her hands were freed "Thank you" The words whispered from her

Her scent, fresh flowers, teased his nose "Don’t be thankingout of this mess

But he owed her, and he couldn’t just leave her to twist in the wind