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Chapter 3
     
     
    Courtney
                  Seated at her office desk early Monday morning, engrossed in her computer screen, the shrill of her phone interrupted her search. 
                  "Courtney Millen," she answered professionally.
                  "Hi, Courtney, it's John Marshall. We met on Friday."
                  "Of course, John. How are you?" she answered.
                  "Good," he paused, "I would like to start looking for a home like we talked about. If you don’t mind."
                  "I'm glad you called. I did a small search for starter homes that fit your description. If you're available I can meet you around eleven-thirty today to look at one of the homes,” she said.
                  "That sounds good. Where do you want to meet?" John answered. 
     
     
    John Marshall
                  After Courtney gave him the address to the first house, John hung up the phone. 
                  "You're meeting her?" David asked, his skepticism evident by his tone.
                  "Yes,” John answered short.
                  "Why?" David challenged.
                  "To get close to her. I know we can use her. I think she's our best bet/weapon and Murphy's biggest weakness,” John explained.
                  "I agree that she is his biggest weakness but this isn't what we do. We should pick her up and bring her in for hours of questioning. Not pretend to buy a house from her or try to get close to her because of a crush,” David snarled.   
                  "I don't have a crush,” John snapped.
                  David snorted. "Right."
                  Sagging back in his chair, he ran a frustrated hand through his hair. Fuck, his partner was right. He did have a crush. Why wouldn't he? After all he's a man and Courtney is one very fine woman. "I don't know what the hell is wrong with me,” John admitted. He ran his hand down his face, tired and drained.
                  "I understand what you see. She’s gorgeous, intelligent and kind. It would seem as if she's the total package. Which you and I can understand why any man would be taken with her. I’m sure that’s why Murphy is in love with her. But she's a mob boss's girlfriend. She's dirty, even if she knows nothing. Dirty. Being with Murphy has automatically placed her in that category. This needs turned over to the field team. We’re out of our element with this," he said.
                  "That's very shortsighted of you, partner. If this poor woman is oblivious to her boyfriend's dealings, she's not dirty. Naive, not dirty. If that's the case than she's no good for any information. If she presumably knows nothing, bringing her in would be useless," John grumbled.
                  "I don't see it that way." 
                  "We’re not leaving it to the field team. We’re already in. I’m the one who came up with this idea, and I’m the one who’s going to see it through. And I hate the fact that you call her dirty as if she's one of Murphy's sluts. Knock it off.  She's not and you know it. I'd appreciate if you kept her out of that lump." John sighed heavily. "It limits you from seeing the entire spectrum of the case and use whatever information we have on her. It could have you making poor judgments based on preconceived notions."
                  David gaped at him and then outright laughed. "I would have bought all of that if I didn't think you would bed her if the opportunity presented itself." 
                  He stood and left John to sit and stew by himself. 
     
                  Courtney pulled up to the two bedroom home and parked her car in the driveway next to a small Audi. As she climbed out of her car, John climbed out of his