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him?”
    “Before. I did him during that scuba-diving trip I took a
couple of weeks ago. We needed work done in Boston, and I figured I’d throw
some business his way.”
    “The Belew mark in Montego Bay? That’s
when you slipped this P.I. a magic pill?”
    “Yep.”
    “You were screwing around while on a job?”
    Courtney gave a duh look. “I got my man and my mark, so what’s
the big deal?”
    “You drugged him, slept with him, and then got him involved
with a case.”
    Courtney’s face took on the look of a rebellious teenager. Actually,
her friend could easily pass for exactly that with her outrageous attitude for
life and youthful appearance. Courtney defied death with the same imagined
invincibility a teenager did. Having grown up as the only child of one of
Hollywood’s best stuntmen had left Courtney fearless and with experience doing
things no normal person did. Like blowing up buildings before her sixth
birthday.
    “I didn’t force him. He was already in my hotel room and
planning to spend the night when I slipped him the pill.” Her hands went to her
slim hips. “Besides, when I showed up in Boston, he didn’t even know we’d ever
met.”
    Courtney sounded a bit tiffed by that.
Almost as if she’d wanted to be recognized.
    “Fine.” Avery sighed, glancing back at the television screen. She’d
corner Courtney in private later, find out what was really going on, and remind
her friend there was a fine line to be walked with the tools of their trade. “Just
be careful, because this guy’s good. We don’t want him sticking his nose in
where it doesn’t belong.”
    “Yeah, yeah.” Courtney plucked a piece of popcorn out of Cassidy’s
bowl and tossed it to Payback Puss. “I’m telling you, he didn’t know I was the
woman he spent the most amazing night of his life with in that hotel room. You
worry way too much, Mom.”
    Avery shook her head. They liked to tease her by calling her
Mom when she stepped into the role. Just because she liked to play by the rules
didn’t mean she was a stick-in-the-mud. Someone in the group had to keep them
somewhat in line or they’d get caught, shut down, possibly go to prison, then
who would watch out for women?
    * * *
    Marcus handed Jude a bowl of chicken noodle soup with a few
stale crackers stuck on one side. “Man, the entire time I’ve known you, you’ve
never been sick. Not once.”
    Jude shrugged, eyeing the soup on his bar counter suspiciously.
Dare he risk it?
    “Eat up. You’ll feel better.”
    “Thanks, Dr. Marcus,” he said sarcastically. “You planning to
send me a bill?”
    “Nah, tonight’s on the house.” Marcus grinned, sliding onto the
pale oak barstool identical to the one Jude sat on.
    “I’m almost afraid to eat this.”
    “Almost? Dude, you look terrified.” Marcus laughed.
    It had been so long since he’d heard the sound that Jude lifted
his gaze from the yellow broth to his friend. Marcus was smiling. Yes .
    That in and of itself was almost worth the hell he’d been
through today.
    “Wouldn’t you be?”
    “If Montezuma’s revenge hit me?” Marcus nodded. “Oh yeah. I’d
be scared shitless.”
    “Or not,” Jude remarked wryly as shitless would be nice after
the amount of time he’d spent in the bathroom today.
    “You think you’re contagious?”
    “The doctor says not. My blood work came back normal. He says I
probably have a touch of food poisoning.”
    Jude ladled broth into his spoon and sipped the hot liquid. Nothing
happened. No cramps. No urge to turn himself inside out.
    “Who was the hottie ?”
    Jude’s spoon clattered against the bowl. “What hottie ?”
    “The one at Mrs. Sedwick’s desk.”
    “That hottie .” He stared into his
soup bowl. He should be excited. Marcus was showing interest in a woman. Unfortunately,
that was one woman Marcus couldn’t have. “She’s a temp.”
    “A temp?” Marcus took a drink of his soda. “Mrs. Sedwick out sick? Maybe that’s where you caught