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spinning your wheels. Your brother screwed up and you’re screwing up by championing a lost cause.”
    “A man of my brother’s character would never pull the trigger on himself unless he was forced to,” Holden stated matter-of-factly, ignoring her mockery. “He just wouldn’t. Someone forced his hand. Aren’t you the least bit curious—no, worried— about who is actually calling the shots? I owe it to my brother to figure things out, but you owe it to our country. I know that means something to you. We can’t protect our nation from outside threats if we can’t even identify what threats may reside right in our own house.”
    He was reaching her—he could see it in her eyes. “I don’t like your methods,” she finally said, looking as if she’d rather eat rat guts than admit he may have a point, but she wasn’t stupid and that was a point in her favor. “You shouldn’t have lied. Good, bad or indifferent, you should’ve taken your chances with the truth.”
    “Maybe. But what’s done is done and I’m not about to apologize. Are you with me or are you going to turn tail and run back to the chief to tattle on me?”
    Her lips pressed together in a tight line. She didn’t like being called a tattler. “Fine,” she snapped. “You’ve got one week. If at the end of the week we don’t have anything substantial to go on, we’re closing this case and I never want to hear about it again. Am I clear?”
    “Crystal.” He breathed a sigh of relief. If Jane had marched into Reed’s office and told their superior that Holden had misrepresented the facts, he could have been fired. It was a gamble he’d begrudgingly been willing to take. Having Jane on his side would make things a lot easier by half. Well, the investigating process would go more smoothly. Now he just had to find a way to stop thinking of her in terms that had nothing to do with the job. Focus, man. “Since we’ve sorted that out, I want to stop by my brother’s bar. He spent the most time there. We might find evidence.”
    “We went over the place with a fine-tooth comb. There’s nothing there. Besides, everything’s been packed up and stored in evidence. The bar is nothing but an empty shell. Plus, it’s been put up for sale to satisfy debts levied against your brother’s estate.”
    “I know all that. But I want to go anyway. I feel as if we missed something. If I know my brother, he left information behind.”
    Jane crossed her arms. “This is a waste of time. If you’d like, we can go through the evidence collected, but I don’t relish the idea of traipsing around an empty bar, especially when there’s no heat and it’s snowing outside.”
    “You can go where you choose, but I’m heading to the bar.” He scooped up his notebook and stuffed it into his satchel. It was hard to get used to—carrying the equivalent of a man purse—but it served its purpose.
    She scowled. “Fine. I suppose since this whole investigation is a wild-goose chase, what’s one more stop?” She grabbed her coat and slipped it on. “Any other ridiculous stops we’ll be making along the way? Perhaps you’d like to get a latte while we’re at it?”
    “A latte sounds like a great idea,” he shot back with a smirk. “I knew you were good for something.” The glare she sent his way only made him grin wider. He really shouldn’t enjoy ruffling her feathers, but when it was so easy...he couldn’t help but grab the low-hanging fruit.
    As they drove to Miko’s former bar, Holden realized he needed to smooth things over if he and Jane were going to work together. Fact was, as much as he hated it, he needed her help and he wasn’t going to get it by constantly needling her. “Listen, I’m sorry about the latte joke. I have mad respect for your investigative skills. And if that didn’t come across when we first started this relationship, I apologize. Believe it or not, I was considered the smooth-talking brother.” When his joke fell flat,