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Men’s clothes

Ronan leaned down and picked up a light blue piece of fabric that I realized had once been a shirt But not an ordinary shirt – it was the top from a set of scrubs

Ronan let out a deep breath

We continued our examination of the roo with a larger pool of blood by the closet Blood was also smeared on the side of the dresser

The clear evidence of a violent encounter had ht How many times had I seen this same scene? How many times had I stood just like I was now – co about it?

“Ronan,” I nored the bloodstains on thea piece of clothing to pick up the frying pan that had caughtpan…it was a heavy cast iron skillet and there was dried blood along one edge of it

Ronan studied it for a moment and frowned “Let’s talk outside,” he said I put the pan back down as we left the rooh to close the curtain since we needed to leave the place exactly as we’d found it On the way out the door, he used the edge of his jacket to wipe his prints from the doorknob

Ronan’s phone rang before he could say anything as we started walking towards our cars He listened for a few , “Send the location to Cain’s phone”

I tensed even as a flurry of exciteh me It had been a while since I’d seen any kind of real action on the job The last tiuys who’d threatened one of his lovers But it had been Meotten to do

Ronan hung up the phone and tucked it into his pocket His eyes settled on o, right?”

I nodded I’d met Ronan Grisham a few years earlier when he’d offered anization He’d been heading the group at that tihis position as leader and he’d ultieon The newlywith his husband, had taken in three foster kids two h he still continued to finance the group He’d handed the reins of the day to day operations over to Memphis