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He shrugged “He came clean to me I checked out his story and it was all above board, far as I can tell Besides,” he said and leaned in, pinching my cheek “I’m an old romantic at heart I want to see you happy”

I s as he left the bar As I helped close up for the night, I reether They’d been inseparable before she died a few years ago fro but me and his bar as far as close, reliable family went

If he felt so certain about Beckett, maybe I had to trust his instincts Of all the

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

Beckett

That Thursday afternoon, I got a strange text

PHANTOMJOCK: Make your move

I read the e over and frowned Phantomjock?

Then I rehter pilot in Vietna the F-4 Phantom in combat

What did he mean, make my move? He must have spoken to Miranda aboutme to try one more time?

I thumbed a text back

BECKETT: Thank you, sir

Then I sent Miranda a text

BECKETT: Meet me for coffee Or lunch Or dinner Your choice of time or place Let me explain

I sat back and waited for a response, not sure whether she’d agree