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at the house.
    “Hey, Jamie. Good job. You did in ten minutes what other agents couldn’t do in two years.”
    “I suppose, but it’s only a lead. There’s no guarantee this guy has any idea where Michael is.”
    “That’s true, but at least it’s a start. Let me give you a ride back to your hotel room.”
    “I’ll take the bus.”
    “Don’t be silly. You got the name so your job here is finished. And it’s not like they even believed your cover story—at least, not by the end. There’s no reason to take the bus. I can drive you back. And like it or not we’re working together.”
    “That is not what we are doing. I told you I’d give you the information I discovered at the Zinklemans’ and I did. I never said we were partners for this whole operation. I kept my word and now we’re done.”
    He opened his mouth to speak, but apparently changed his mind. He opened the passenger side of his car and motioned for her to get in. He turned serious. “Look, Jamie. The past is the past. I want to find Andrew Zinkleman as much as you do. This isn’t about us. It’s about bringing a little boy back home to his mother and putting away a bad guy. Together we can do it. I know it.”
    Jamie felt the heat rising in her cheeks as memories rushed in—why did she have to be a blusher? She met his gaze straight on. “There is no us.” Keeping her spine straight, she walked past him and towards the bus stop.
    Back in her hotel room, Jamie pulled off the wig, changed into more suitable clothes, and then sat at the cheap pressed-wood desk. After she turned on her laptop, she walked over to the heating/AC unit attached to the wall under the window. It was turned all the way up. The room was hotter than outside.
    Jamie swore she could smell the unseen mold and mildew in the room. Maybe, she’d go to a different motel for the night before she started phase two. A clean one with real air conditioning and fresh sheets. She plopped on the end of the bed and stared at the laptop’s screen. As she waited for it to connect to the Internet guilt nibbled at her for being so childish. She was letting her past—and Enrique’s—interfere with the present.
    Enrique had access to all sorts of information she couldn’t get to any longer now that she’d severed her ties to the FBI. Of course, she could call Marcus. He would probably eventually give her the information, but Enrique would have instant access.
    She sighed.
    Time to put aside her hurt feelings or whatever they were and stay focused on Andrew Zinkleman. Finding Zink’s son was more important.
    And like Enrique said, the past was the past.
    Besides, a good-looking guy like him would have moved on. By now he certainly had a girlfriend, if not a fiancée, somewhere.
    If he could act like a professional then so could she. She picked up her purse. Putting her mouth close to the microphone she whispered, “OK, Ricky, you win. I’m at the Shady Rest on High Street. Room 114.”
     
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    Enrique smiled as he heard Jamie’s whispered words. He pretended he didn’t like her calling him Ricky, but the truth was he didn’t mind it at all. It reminded him of better times with her.
    He was already parked in the Shady Rest’s parking lot. Putting the car in gear, he coasted towards the side of the building where Jamie’s room was located. He’d known Jamie would reconsider. That was one of her most awesome qualities. She thought things through even when she was angry and worked out the best path.
    He didn’t blame her for not wanting to work with him. The last time had been a fiasco—both professionally and personally. But thankfully, he’d changed since then. He’d grown as an FBI agent, a person, but more importantly, he’d returned to his Christian roots. He was a different man. If only he could show her just how much he’d changed. Before, Jamie would have never called him—never given him a second chance. If she was giving him a second chance professionally,