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agent to do his job for him.
    The two women laughed. One laugh was high and tinkly, like broken glass. The other, Laurel’s, was low, throaty, sexy. A thrill of pure lust streaked through him, surprising him.
    Down boy. This wasn’t the time or the place. He shifted his weight and tried to keep his expression neutral. Even if it had been a long time since he’d been so strongly and immediately attracted to a woman.
    He concentrated on Misty. At least Laurel had managed to calm her down.
    That was her intent, he realized suddenly. Still— two minutes. No more. Then he was going to step in and ask the important questions.
    “Did you find any pictures from graduation night?” Laurel asked.
    “I found some in one of the photo boxes. I haven’t had a chance to look at them, though.”
    “Where’s the box?”
    “I put it back.”
    Laurel smiled. “That’s right. You always put everything back. I never did. Misty, remember when I called the other day and you told me you were in a meeting?”
    Cade’s irritation fizzled and his opinion of her skills raised a notch. She’d gone from caring friend to FBI agent inside of a minute, and he’d barely noticed the transition. He was certain Misty hadn’t.
    “Sure.” Misty’s drooping eyes opened. “A Reunion Committee Meeting at my house.”
    “Who all was there?” Cade broke in. He knew who was on the committee, but not who had attended that meeting.
    Misty squinted at him. “Kathy of course. And her minions.” She cut her eyes over to Laurel, who laughed softly.
    “Debra and Mary Sue. And Sheryl,” Laurel supplied.
    “Not Sheryl. I haven’t seen her in years.”
    “Who else?” Cade asked.
    She closed her eyes again. “Ann Noble. And Ralph Langston. He’s funding the whole shebang.”
    The curtain around the emergency room cubicle fluttered and a nurse stuck her head in. “Ms. Waller, Dr. Cook wants a CT scan of your head, just to be sure you’re okay.” She stepped over to the gurney and patted one of the pillows. “And he wants you to stay overnight, so we can watch you.”
    Misty’s calm evaporated and her eyes grew wide and panicky. “No, I can’t stay here. Please. Where’s the doctor—”

    “I’ll stay with you,” Laurel said. “Don’t worry.”
    “The technician will be here in a few minutes to take you to the lab,” the nurse said, then left.
    “Oh, Laurel, thank you. But I’m more worried about Harriet. She’ll be so scared in that house alone.”
    “Harriet?”
    “Harriet Potter. My kitten. She was Harry until I realized she was a girl.”
    “Don’t worry,” Laurel said. “I’ll take care of her.” As she leaned over and kissed Misty on the forehead, Cade’s gaze zeroed in on her curvy backside. Her jacket rode up and he saw the tip of the leather paddle holster at the small of her back.
    Something went haywire inside him at the sight of her weapon. He suddenly had to hold his breath and avert his gaze. He shifted his stance to try and hide an embarrassing truth. The sight of Laurel’s Glock holstered at the small of her back was a huge turn-on. Which surprised the hell out of him. He’d never thought of a woman with a gun as sexy before. In fact, he’d always thought those women-in-black-kicking-butt TV shows were a little silly. Maybe he’d have to give them another chance.
    Laurel patted Misty’s hair and straightened. Misty gave her a tiny smile and her eyes grew damp at the corners. “Thank you. It’s so good to see you.”
    “It’s good to see you, too.”
    Cade felt like a fifth wheel. He wasn’t much for tearful reunions or sappy reminiscences. He was a lot more comfortable behind his badge.
    He cleared his throat. “We’d better go, Agent Gillespie.” Laurel’s head snapped up and her hazel eyes sparked.
    She got his message.
    “I’ll be back first thing in the morning,” she said to Misty. “I’m sure by then they’ll be ready to let you go home.”
    She stood just as Mary Sue Nelson breezed