He's dead. s and prompted by his own well-deserved popularityand military prowess, intrigued to seize the throne. Raising his eyes to meet Hannah's, he took ahalf step back, his face carefully blank. Abeat-up, broken-up, bad-tempered cop.
Wasn't she your wife's doctor? Mitch asked, watching Fletcher'sreaction through his lashes. Mitch scowled harder because it took an effort to dismiss hersuggestion. The hair on the back of hisneck prickled. What a jerk you are, Holt.
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