“In fact, the stubborn set of his jaw said quite the opposite. After draining the last of the water, Carley tossed the bottle into the recycling bin and folded her arms across her chest. “So what do you think?” “I think it’s a crazy idea.” “But you also think it’s a workable one.” “Doesn’t change the fact that it’s crazy.” He rubbed his palm along his jawline, the late evening beard rasping against his skin. “It’s my risk.” She dared him to challenge the statement. “It’s your life.” Carley’s chi...n went up. She would fight with every breath in her body to win this cause. Surely he had to see how much she needed to do this. “So it should be my decision.” He dropped his face into his hands and scrubbed before looking at her over the tops of his fingers. “Not necessarily.” His cell phone rang and he dug it out of the front pocket of his pants, holding up one finger to silence further conversation. He answered the summons with a brusque, “Detective Brandon.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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