The tension hung inthe air as they listened to his car start and back out of the drive. She wouldn't give up without afight. Mitch's eyes narrowed. Midway down the lot, along the far edge,three more uniformed officers stood huddled together by a row ofovergrown leafless hedges.
His features were sharp-hadonce been handsome-and his eyes were a brilliant blue. He had never wanted to spill his guts to Leo. Shescowled at him for invading her territory. One of who? The gun-toting, flag-waving, Neanderthal rednecks who consider anythingin a bra to be fair game for their I'm-God'sgift-to-women brand ofcharm.
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