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“It is with Rachel That wouldn’t be there unless she’d decided to let you have access Trustwith her”

He hoped so, because he wanted everything “What’ve you got from the photos so far?”

Blue hair bobbed as she let out an exasperated sigh “Nothing No prints, no DNA that’s of any use I’raes that we can’t see But I have to be honest; I’ out a helluva lot of hope Which pisses et aith this”

“They won’t” He had to believe that as long as the black with the with Everybody slipped up at some point It was just a matter of patience

For years, his friends had joked about his endless patience Between Rachel and these investigations, they were about to find out just how o around

“Harry called me at the crack of dawn, so I stopped off at the shop onwith a sportswear logo “It’s a protective cup—I had to guess your size” She grinned “If you wear it all the tiainst Rachel when she finds out you involved Harry Of course, it won’t save you fro your balls in a vise while you sleep”

“Thanks for the nightmares”

“Just calling it how I see it”

Harvard handed back the bag “As o walking through the building with it”

She patted the bag before stuffing it in her desk drawer “It’s here when you need it Which should be very soon Because Harry’s on his way”

“When’s he due to arrive?”

“Around lunchti with the co in under the pretense of doing some routine maintenance” She frowned “I haven’t clued in the head of security about his arrival Terrance thinks this is a legitimate job”

Harvard focused in on her, reading the non-verbal clues, just as he’d been trained Weighing theet the whole story “Is there a reason you’re keeping him in the dark?”

A gentle pink stain covered her cheeks “I don’t like him”

And fros, it ay more than simple dislike Elle was suspicious of the man; she just didn’t knohy, and that meant she couldn’t put it into words It was instinct One she obviously wasn’t used to listening to But Harvard had learned never to underestimate his own instincts or those of the people around him