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time.”
         “My heart’s broken,” he says sarcastically.
         “You’ll live. Come on let’s get back to the station, I need to dig up some more dirt.”

Chapter 6
    Brendan
     
         We decide to take Joella’s Lexus SUV out with us tonight, secretly because I love driving it.  Marco has the night off, so we are going out to dinner before the cake testing. We’re going to my new Italian restaurant called Mi Amore. I opened it in the love of my life’s name. It is Joella’s restaurant. She didn’t want it, but I bought it anyway. I think it was my way of trying to get her to quit the force, but it didn’t work. I have my people running it until Joella decides she wants to take it over. She still owns it no matter what.
         We sit at a table off to the side.
         “Here’s the best waitress in town,” I say to Louise, putting a smile on her face.
         “Oh stop it,” she says blushing.  “What can I get both of you to drink?”
         “Cabernet, please,” Joella replies.
         “Sure thing,” Miss Soriano.
         “Call me Joella.”
         “Joella,” She repeats smiling.
         “And for you, Mr. Kirkpatrick?”
         “I’ll take a black and tan on tap. I’m switching it up tonight.”
         “I’ll be right back with your drinks,” Louise says
         “I think you have a thing for old ladies,” Joella blurts out, laughing hysterically.
         She is always teasing me about this old lady thing. I get hit on by old ladies wherever we go. She previously said she would be more concerned if I was going out to play Coach Bag bingo then if I was going to a strip club.
         “Whatever. I try to make them feel important.”
         “You’re a sweet man. I’m the luckiest woman in the world.
         “Not as lucky as me. How was work? You came barging in like a maniac rushing around.”
         “It was okay. I went to the casino to question Mr. Mason Griffin.”
         “He’s such a nice man.”
         If I would have bought the place, I probably would have kept him around. He knew his shit when I met with him and Kieran.
         “You think everyone is nice. They can’t all be nice, plus they all want your money.”
         “You’re so negative.”
         “Whatever. I ran into the widow. Apparently, she was going through Mr. O’Malley’s things. She could have let him go cold a little… don’t you think?”
         “People grieve differently.”
         “I’m watching that bitch. I don’t trust her. She threatened to report me for saying fuck.”
         “Really?” I say, trying to sustain my laughter.
         “Yep, so I sang her a song. Let’s just say I’m now definitely getting reported. Poor Wilson. He’s going to get into trouble hanging with me.”
         “Who the fuck is Wilson?”  I have to hear this one.
         “A rookie cop.”
         “Oh… How old is he?” I don’t really think so. She better get another plan.
         “He’s twenty-eight. I requested he go with me to the interview.”
         “Is he good looking?”
         “What is your fucking problem?”
         “You can’t answer me because you think he’s hawt.”
         “You’re nuts.”
         “I don’t know if I want you spending all your time with a hawt twenty-eight year old rookie cop.”
         “Really? You don’t trust me?”
         “Of course I do. It’s him I don’t trust. He wants to get ahead, so he is going to leach onto my beautiful fiancé.”
         “Get over it! Where are we going after here?”
         “A cake testing”
         “For what?” 
         Now I’m looking at her like she’s nuts. She planned the whole thing.
         “Our wedding”
         “That’s right. Our wedding. I am marrying you . I love you. No one else. I would never do anything to hurt you.”
         “I know that