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again. As he was telling his secretary he’d be back soon, she asked him about his appointments. Danburn did something he’d never done before. He told her to clear his day. She was as shocked about it as he was. And Connie Weeks was not one to shock easily.
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    Kendrick wanted to cry, stomp her foot, and simply burst into tears and have a hissy fit. But it wouldn’t solve anything, and she’d still be trying to figure out how to get out of this mess. Again.
    “I’m real sorry, Kendrick.” She waved the man off. He’d been by her house five times over the last few months, collecting on her electric bill so she’d not have it turned off. But today there had been no money to pay him with. She didn’t even have the money to make a call had there been anyone she could have called. “I’ve called the cops. You know that they gotta be involved too. Especially since he wants you out right now.”
    “Yes. I know. Mr. Dickface is having a cow.” He laughed and stood with her while they waited on the police. “I really don’t blame him for being mad at me. I would be too if he was behind in his rent for three months. I’ve tried so hard, Peter. I’m so tired of this.”
    Peter told her again how sorry he was. She knew he was. He was the nicest collector she’d ever had to deal with. Once, when she was ten dollars short of paying the least amount she had to pay, he’d chipped in to help her out.
    Her coat from last night was still soaking wet, so all she had to wear was her tattered sweater. Her shoes were wet too, from walking around for hours to find Louisa. So now she was standing in the cold with only a ratty sweater to keep her warm, and shoes that were so worn that she was surprised that they even stayed on her feet. Peter was dressed in heavy wool pants, a jacket that looked warm enough to keep her heated all winter, and boots that were so shiny that she’d bet he put something on them every time he got into his car to keep them looking so good. But the man had been nothing but nice to her since she moved here several months ago.
    “Peter, you want something to drink? I have some tea brewing. It’s not that fancy stuff we serve at the restaurant, but I can fix you some.”
    “No thanks, hun. I’m just sorry this has to happen now.” She wanted to tell him it was never a good time to have your power shut off, but there was little she could do now.
    Louisa was asleep in her bed and resting well, thanks to the drugs that the nice doctor at the house had given her. For now, anyway. Kendrick, as usual, was dealing with the outcome of one or another of her scraps. She was so fucked right now. When Jake Ludlow showed up, his cruiser pulling up behind Peter’s truck, she wanted to beg him to take her to jail. She was sure that she’d eat better and be warmer.
    “Miss Barrera.” He tipped his hat at her, and she gave him a watery smile. “I understand that we’re having some issues here. Do you have a heavier coat? It’s cold out here.”
    “You’re damned right we’re having issues. She’s fucking four months behind in her rent. And now—” Kendrick told Donavan Phillips it was only three months and she was working on that. “Well, that does me little good now, don’t it? You’re not gonna be able to live there with no power in the place, and I can’t rent it with the mess you left it in.”
    “I can too live here.” She looked at Jake, who cleared his throat. “I have to live there, Officer Ludlow. I have nowhere else to go. And my sister is hurt.”
    “I’m sorry, honey, but he’s right. Since we got involved, I can’t let you stay where it’s not safe.” She felt the tears burn her eyes. “Where’s Louisa? Is she in there too?”
    “Yes. But I can’t move her. She was hurt again, and they gave her something to make her sleep. She’s in my bed resting.” Jake nodded, and she had a feeling he already knew what had happened to her. That damned man, the king of the castle. “Did