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“But you think her past will somehow resurface?”

Harley sighed “I don’t know”

“Well, take it froo—you’re waiting around for inforin’ and you raves Leave the dirt where it belongs—in the garbage can If you don’t, the stench is liable to run you off”

“So you went digging for information on the doctor?”

“Yeah,” Markie replied “Wanna knohat I found?”

Harley shrugged He was afraid to ask

“A woman who adored her husband and the perfect little family”

“And you’re tellingfor dirt?”

Markie shooed hionna find a wife and five kids Your woman doesn’t even have an ex to speak of now”

“We’ll count ourselves lucky there,” Harley said, wondering when they’d have the ballistics report back Tony McCoy had gunshot wounds to the back He took one in his lower gut but the coroner suggested the fatal wounds were those froested someone in McCoy’s posse had killed him

“Do you care about her or not?” Markie put his hands on his hips “It really is that simple There’s nothin’ complicated about it Your brother sure is smitten by her”

“She must’ve cast some kind of spell on him, and he’s not the only one”

“You’re right about that” Markie sic on all of you boys You’re just the one fightin’ it And honey, take it from someone who knows It ain’t hurtin’ thes

“I can promise you when they’re in bed with her, they ain’t the least bit concerned about you or where you are What you need to worry about is how long it’ll take before she feels the sah and five won’t be a party It’ll be a crowd”

Chapter Twelve