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"I’ll h and set the alarate’s locked, right?"

"Yep I can just hit the alarave her a kiss on the cheek and she heard his footsteps on the hardwood floor as he went to lock up She heard hih the house, and she heard the front door close as he left

To her annoyance, she was suddenly frightened in the house She silently chastised herself Todd was at the age when he wanted to be a sexual lothario one minute, and a kid spooked by a campfire tale the next She wanted to rip off her dress and stoe into her comfortable jeans; instead, she decided to hurry up and check the house, then get out of there

She glanced over the roo roo up the stairs, she knew she wasn’t going up to host hunter in the house She knew that every h the back gate

A sense of so dark and evil seemed to have drifted over her, and she wished she could call Jason back As she crossed the foyer, she stopped

She’d heard a sound A ticking or a…scrape or…

It was cous Tarleton’s study

She didn’t want to look She wanted to rush to the front door, hit the alar

How ridiculous!

ItThere were probably dozens of technical or architectural things it could be

She closed her eyes, shaking her head, annoyed again that Todd had ed to unnerve her like this She was a sensible and responsible hu, a historian

She walked to the room and looked in

And a scream, shrill and horrified, tore from her throat

Julian Mitchell had returned to the Tarleton-Dandridge House

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Tyler Montague’s first iood one

But then, the woman had apparently been at the house where a friend had died--either accidentally or through a very bizarre for down to the police station to deal with more paperwork

She hadn’t been accused of ists couldn’t quite figure out hooed it Julian Mitchell had been big, tall, well-muscled For her to have dealt with the weapon and the man would have been a nearly impossible feat

She had dark hair, so sleek and deep a brown, it appeared black He assu with her hair neatly tied back but noas tuhteenth-century-style mobcap Allison was dressed in the daily wear of an upscale Revolutionary-era citizen--a robe à l’Anglaise, he believed they called the gown--and looked exhausted She was seated at a table in one of the interrogation rooms, a cup of coffee in front of her, and when he arrived, she had her head down on one ar to talk to her," a quiet voice said at his side

Tyler turned to look at Adahty, but he walked with the ease of a ht as a poker His eyes were a very gentle blue, showing signs of a se He had snohite hair, and his suit was casual and in ied for Tyler’s Krewe to be called in because of Ethan Oxford, an old friend of Adam’s hom he’d served on many philanthropic boards over the years

Adam Harrison was the reason Tyler had left a career with the Texas Rangers to join this extre about Adam Harrison; he didn’t think anyone did But Adam seeh road could be easily traveled But then, years before Tyler and his Krewe had ever ht people in the right circuht consider the Krewe units as so completely separate and even an embarrassment at times, they were respected for their prowess They had yet to fail when it caations

"And she knoho I aed "She knows you’re FBI"