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Dammit.
He was always watching. Always.
She’d had no idea just what Jeremy had planned for her. Not until it was too late.
    “The dead man’s name is Ray Holliwell,” Faith said, squinting now as she eyed all of the pictures. “He was a security consultant for Jeremy Smith.”
    “A security consultant?” Julianna repeated. Her temples were throbbing.
    “Yes, we think Jeremy hired him when he wanted to dig up dirt on his competition.”
    Julianna exhaled as another piece of the puzzle clicked into place for her.
And that’s how Jeremy learned my secrets.
He’d paid for some guy to dig up her past and discover secrets that he’d used to control her. To keep her with him when she wanted nothing more than to leave the bastard.
    And she
had
been his prisoner.
    Until that last night. When she’d had enough. But she couldn’t tell the detective those secrets. She couldn’t even tell Sophie.
    “When did this Ray die?” Sophie asked.
    “Yesterday, around 6 a.m., according to our ME.” Faith focused on Julianna. “Do you have an alibi for that time?”
    Julianna didn’t speak.
    “Maybe…” Faith’s gaze slid to Devlin. “You were in bed with another lover? A living one who can back up your alibi?”
    If only. “I—”
    “Yes,” Devlin said firmly. “Julianna was with me.”
    She turned toward him, stunned. “Devlin…” She couldn’t let him do this.
    He stared straight into her eyes and said once more, “Julianna was with me.”
    She shook her head. Julianna’s lips parted—
    “I want to speak with you outside, Detective,” Sophie said sharply, then she pretty much grabbed the detective and rushed for the door.
    Faith frowned, but she didn’t fight the lawyer. The door shut behind them, and Julianna asked, voice broken, “What are you doing?”
    He leaned in close and put his mouth right at her ear. “Saving your ass.” His lips brushed over the curve of her ear and Julianna shivered. “After all, that’s what you hired me to do.”
    But she hadn’t hired him to lie. She rose onto her toes. He was still leaning toward her so their bodies pushed together. And it was her turn to whisper into his ear, “But what if I’m guilty?”
    ***
    Sophie Sarantos made sure she shut the interrogation room door firmly behind her. She was really having one hell of a week—near death episodes could be real bitches—and she just wanted to get out of that police station and go climb into the nearest bed with her lover, Lex Jensen. Lex was currently pacing just a few feet away and based on the hard stare he shot her way, he wasn’t a very happy camper.
    Because we were having one hell of a time…until Faith hauled my client off to jail.
“She’s being set up,” Sophie announced. Wasn’t that obvious?
    “Oh, I’ve never heard that one,” Faith said, giving a faint eye roll. “No criminal is
ever
set up for a crime that he or she didn’t commit.”
    Sophie just waited.
    Faith sighed. “Okay, the pictures do make it look as if—”
    “As if someone is out to get my client? The photos were left there deliberately. Let me guess…” Sophie put her hands on her hips. “It was a grand death scene, right? The guy probably had a big envelope or a manila folder right next to his body and it looked as if the photos fell out when he was attacked.”
    Faith stared back at her.
    “Wouldn’t she have stopped to—I don’t know—pick
up
the photos if they had been legit?”
    Faith thrust back her shoulders. “You know I have to follow the trail of evidence. The captain said for me to bring her in…so I did.”
    Ah, so that meant Faith hadn’t been buying the scene, either. But her hands had been tied. “Get your tech guys to look at the photos. They’ll back up Devlin.” And she would make a mental note that the guy could spot forged photos very quickly. Probably because of his computer skills. Hmmm…if he could spot forgeries so easily, Sophie was willing to bet he could make forgeries just as