Larkin handed it over and leaned back in his chair, stretching his armsover his head. Megan felt she didn't belong. No amount of training could prepare a cop for this, Mitch thought. God, she didn' t even need his name.
He wanted control of the game and the players. Happy's got nothing to do with this case,Chief. He held her tight, heldhis breath, prayed for time to stand still for just a moment, because heknew this couldn't last. Oblivious to everything but the insidious weaknessthat crawled through him.
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