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Tension-filled electricity leaped between them.
    “I have no idea what you are talking about.”
    Bella glanced from one to the other. “May I suggest we take care of matters at hand and discuss this later in a civilized manner over coffee or perhaps dinner? Adam, would you be a dear and call a tow truck?”
    Adam cast one last smoldering glance at Sabina. “Of course.” He turned his back and punched in numbers.
    9-1-1 Sabina supposed. She could feel her eyes snap with temper. He got a phone call. Sure he did. What kind of idiot did he take her for? Then bit back a yelp as Bella pinched her.
    Rubbing her arm, she looked at Bella who raised her eyebrows and jerked her head toward her car. “It’s a Lamborghini and cost me the sale of five paintings,” she whispered.
    Sabina straightened her arm and concentrated, holding her hand out straight in the direction of the sports car.
    The car rolled backward off the rail and stopped, its nose pressed against the dented guardrail.
    She looked at Bella.
    Bella nodded her thanks.
    Adam finished his conversation, turned around, snapped the phone shut and shoved it in his pants pocket. He looked at the car and frowned, his eyes narrowing.
    Bella raised an eyebrow, her expression inquiring.
    He pointed at the car.
    Bella shrugged.
    In the distance, sirens sounded, drawing closer.
    Sabina stepped toward him and raised her chin, her jaw tight, her lips a straight line. “What are you doing here?” I sound like a parrot that only knows one phrase. “It’s pretty damn convenient the way you keep showing up.”
    “The convenience is all yours,” he snapped. “I told you I had a message on my phone inviting me to watch the show.” He took a long steadying breath as if the memory still unnerved him.
    Before Sabina could respond, Bella asked, “Male or female?”
    “Female.” He turned to Bella. “Does this have anything to do with your armband, Ms. Bella?”
    Bella reached over and gave him a playful tap on the arm.
    Sabina’s eyes widened as his already handsome features smoothed out and became even more defined.
    “Ms. Bella? Sugar, aren’t you a caution. You make me feel old enough to be your mama. I truly don’t know about the armband but I do aim to find out.” Her voice was as honeyed as ever but her thin lips and narrowed eyes boded ill for someone.
    A siren blared. A moment later a police car, followed by a tow truck, pulled up. A car door slammed as an officer wearing a tan uniform and aviator sunglasses got out of the vehicle.
    He walked over and looked at the car then turned to the threesome. “Someone care to tell me what happened?” He took off his sunglasses and stuck them in his shirt pocket.
    Bella touched her amulet for a glam then sidled up to the officer. “Brakes went out.” She batted her eyelashes at him.
    He looked dazed for a moment then pulled his fascinated gaze away from the sultry beauty and once again eyed the car. “Ma’am, I’d say you were real lucky.”
    Adam cut in. “Officer I’d like this car checked over by a competent mechanic.”
    The officer straightened. “You suspect foul play?”
    Adam shrugged, his black silk shirt clinging to his sleek frame. “I’d rather be safe than sorry. Here’s my card. Have him call me.”
    Sabina stepped in front of Adam. “Have him call me.”
    He looked from one to the other. “Who does the car belong to?”
    Bella tapped him playfully on the arm. His face became subtly smoother. “Maybe you’d better call me, sugar. The car is mine.”
    If the smile on his face was anything to go by, Sabina thought, the officer most definitely preferred that suggestion.
    “I will, ma’am.” His glance went to her left hand and his face fell.
    Sabina bit back a grin. You could always count on Bella to work a crowd. Or a lone male as the case might be.
    “I’ll be sure and call you, ma’am.”
    “I’d appreciate that. I know absolutely nothing about those ole cars, except how to punch the gas