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“Better than I expected” Her stepbrother offered no specifics

“When’s it over?”

“Toht”

“Are you going to have trouble letting this one go?”

His gaze finally strayed from Hunter’s face “Trouble?”

“Isn’t this one of the rarest cars you’ve owned?”

“There’s another one right behind it”

“You put so much work into each vehicle, I’d want to keep them all”

“The work is the part I like”

“What are you planning to do next?” she asked

“The Chevy sitting beyond the tractor”

“Not the truck!”

“It’s about time, don’t you think?”

“I don’t know I’ that old hunk of junk, this place won’t look the same without it”

No comment

She peered into the car “Even when you’re finished, it won’t be worth nearly as much as this baby, will it?”

“No”

“So why mess with it?”

“I’ different”

He didn’t do it for the s were clear, too Clay had a giant chip on his shoulder, and he had little, if any, interest in seeing his stepfather’s murder solved

“How do you feel about Lee Barker?” Hunter asked

Madeline’s lips parted as if she wasn’t comfortable with the suddenness of this question But Clay didn’t seeht in the eye, stubborn, defiant “I don’t think about him anymore”

“And back then?”

“We had our differences, if that’s what you’re getting at”

“Just the usual stuff,” Madeline added “The kind of probleer would have—”

Hunter raised a hand “Let him answer, okay?”

Clay folded his arms across his chest “I already did”

“You don’t like the fact that I’m here, do you?” Hunter said

“You thought I’d be excited about it?”