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His body grew stiff, erect, and his reaction to her surprised him Randon rarely found blondes attractive, particularly those who looked like they could kick afor mercy

Randon snickered at the thought and returned to hisup a spoonful of ulp of iced tea when he noticed the detective walking toward him

“So you’re a vigilante”

He wiped his lips with a napkin “I wouldn’t say that”

“Hoould you describe yourself?”

“If you only knew” His reuttural as any he’d made in his lifetime He immediately indicated the chair across froestive tone by inviting her to join him

She didn’t hesitate She took a seat, slaht he could answer all her questions “I knew those people”

“I’m sorry”

“You’re sorry?” She grunted “You show up here on the day thirty-two people were murdered in a toith the lowest crime rate in the country and you’re sorry?”

“I didn’t kill your friends”

“You knoho did You said so Blaine—Sheriff McKinney—wouldn’t have let you walk if those families hadn’t come down to the crime scene”

“I booked a room across fro to hide, lady”

“Detective works Lady doesn’t”

“You are a woman Aren’t you?”

She blushed “Obviously”