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When would that feeling ever stop?

Parking in the lot at the side of the building, I took the side entrance that led to the main reception of the sheriff’s department There was no receptionist at the desk, so I walked up the stairs into the open-plan office Jeff was standing talking to Wendy by the water cooler, and they both looked over at me Jeff made his way over, and his blue eyes drankokay, Dahlia?”

I nodded, distracted by the busy office behind us “Everyone’s working long hours these days, huh?”

“We’ve got a killer to catch, and Ian Devlin and his pressasses” Jeff’s response was full of exasperation He winced “Sorry”

“Don’t be You’re doing great”

He studied me carefully “You’re here for Mike”

So to an ex-lover about my … well … my other ex-lover “I wanted to check on him”

“I sent hiood to me tired”

“Oh” I wasn’t sure I should go to Michael’s aparto when he was exhausted

“As much as it kills me to say this …” Jeff’s lips flattened into a thin line “You should go to hi”

I nodded, biting my lip in worry “And we knoas Freddie who shot Stu?”

Jeff just gave me a look

I pulled a face “Right Civilian None of my business”

“You knohere Mike lives?”

“I didn’t say I’d go to him”