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Country h the Cowboy Saloon Men and women were dressed in attire better suited to Nashville, and peanut shells littered the floor Deter every face around hih the crowded tables where patrons were eating Then Sawyer headed to the dance floor, glancing at the four-roup of intoxicated, scantily clad wo didn’t impress him And by the time he reached the dark oak bar, he wanted to leave

This ht be a hot spot for sos were more his style He shoved his annoyance away and did what he came here to do: find the fucker who beat up his sister

At the bar, he pulled out a wooden stool for Chloe She smiled and took her seat As he sat next to her, he asked, “Do you see him?” He’d aske

d Chloe to look for Travis before they entered the bar Sawyer didn’t want Travis to see him first and run

Chloe spun around on her stool, leaned her ar area Sawyer stayed focused on her beautiful face The way she drew her bottom lip in between her teeth was sexy He noticed she did that ht be the death of him, as it made him want desperately to kiss those lips

She gave the bar a good sweep and finally gruative”

Frustration rose in Sawyer; unless Travis was in the bathroom, they’d lost him Sawyer couldn’t accept that their only lead had likely fizzled out

“Can I get y’all so?” asked the bartender

Sawyer took a mental note of the barkeep—mid-twenties, five foot ten, thin build, blue eyes, short black hair A habit fro himself that the bartender wasn’t Travis or even a suspect, he pulled his wallet frorabbed the picture of Travis stashed there froht?”

The bartender leaned over the bar, frowning at the picture “Who’s asking?”

Sawyer reached in his other pocket and pulled out his badge He slaain “Was this ht?”

“Yeah, about an hour ago” The bartender folded his ar first Sawyer and then Chloe “Came in for a beer and left”

Abrasive response Closed-off body language Sawyer’s instincts flared, and Chloe must’ve picked up on the barkeep’s evasiveness, too, since she asked, “Do you know Travis personally?”

Angry blue eyes flicked to Chloe “What if I do?”

Sawyer cut in before Chloe could reply “Look at her like that again and we’ll have a different kind of problelanced Sawyer’s way, he added, “Answer her question and on’t”