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if it meant keeping his cover and finishing the job.
    Besides, what did he care about one annoying woman out for money? If she was out for Frankie’s money as Connor suspected. She meant nothing to him and he would bring her to Frankie and let whatever happened to her happen.
     
    Chapter Twelve
     
    Casey couldn’t help smiling. She’d done it. And now she was heading to the farm. All her hard word and sacrifices had finally paid off. This had been one of the longest jobs she’d ever been on, and she was ready for it to be over. Ready to never let Frankie touch her again. Ready to sleep in her own bed. Ready to wear jeans and huge flannels. Ready to be Casey again.
    But something was nagging at her. Why had he changed his mind?
    She gnawed on a nail, watching the city fall away and become a highway lined with trees. Hot air tousled her hair. Frankie was done with her, even after her performance this morning. He had sent her to his condo in Boston, had Connor McKinnon bring her instead of dropping her off himself. She was sure that once in Boston, she would get an email or letter, depending how sentimental Frankie was feeling, telling her that he couldn’t see her anymore. It would have been sweet, with just enough coolness to let her know he wouldn’t change his mind.
    So why did he suddenly want her?
    Connor put the windows up and cranked the air conditioning.
    Had her poking around on his computer tipped him off? She didn’t know how it could have. She was careful, and too damn good a hacker to leave behind any traces.
    The air in the car cooled, the musty smell of the A/C subsiding, replaced by the subtle scent of Connor. She rolled her eyes. How far were the Berkshires?
    Casey frowned, breathing deeply the scent of the man beside her. Coffee, maple syrup from breakfast, gasoline, cologne, and that hint of something else, something warm and soft and, dangerous.
    It was this scent she had smelled in Frankie’s office.
    She turned and glared at him. “You were messing around on his computer.” It wasn’t a question. “That’s why Frankie invited me to the farm. He thinks I hacked into his computer.”
    Connor’s eyes remained on the road. “Didn’t you?”
    “I know how to cover my tracks. You, old man, probably don’t even know what cookies are.”
    He cocked an eyebrow, but that was the only response she got.
    “Let me out,” she said and reached for the door handle.
    He grabbed her wrist, leaning toward her, too close.
    “We’re on the highway. Don’t be an idiot.”
    “I’m being the opposite. Let me out. I’m not taking the fall for your incompetence.” She didn’t breathe too deeply while his face was so close to hers.
    “I liked you better when you didn’t talk so much.” He released her, but stepped on the gas. If she jumped out now, she’d probably be torn to shreds.
    But she had to get out. If she showed up at Frankie’s there was no telling what he would do to her if he thought she had hacked into his personal computer. She could go back for the dogs another time, with back up, and guns.
    “Listen,” she said, trying for reasonable. “Whatever Frankie’s paying you for the bike, I’ll double it. Just let me out at the next exit.”
    “You can’t afford to double it.”
    “My father is a banker, I can afford—”
    “Enough with the lies, Casey.”
    Her head snapped to him, her shock making her mouth fall open. He finally looked at her, his eyes deadly.
    “Yeah, I found out who you really are. Which means it’s only a matter of time before Frankie does, too.” He focused on the road again. “You have to go to the farm. I doubt he knows which of us tampered with his computer, but if you don’t show up it’ll make you look guilty.”
    Casey swallowed past the fear in her throat. How had he found out who she was? Was he actually a good hacker and it was she who tipped off Frankie? Hiding under a fake identity was her only means of defense. Now she had nothing.
    She shook