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“No. And I still have the knife. Brand new in the package. I could never bring myself to open it.”

“Is there a lesson in there for me?”

“No. It was my lesson to learn.”

As she joins her mother in the car and I watch them drive away, Ted comes up to me.

“Do you think she’ll do it again?”

I nod. “Yeah. I think she will.”

The rest of the afternoon is slow and we’re able to eat another meal without interruption. As we’re headed back to the station to end our day, we get a call to pick up some paperwork at the courthouse.

I head in that direction and we park on the street spot reserved for law enforcement. I’m tempted to send Ted in to get the files, but he’ll just school me on proper procedure, so we both go into the courthouse and take the elevator up to the third floor.

When the doors open, Allyssa is standing on the other side of them talking with someone.

She smiles at me. “Hello, Officer Brandt.”

The man she is talking to excuses himself and heads down the hallway.

“Ms. Matheson.” I glance at Ted. “This is Rosie’s stand-in.”

Ted frowns at me comparing him to a dog, then smiles at Allyssa. “Ted Sommers.”

“Allyssa Matheson.” She shakes with him, then looks at me. “What are you doing here this late?”

“We’re on our way to the station, just picking up some paperwork.” I look at Ted. “Will you go get that, Ted? The clerk’s office. Three doors down.”

“I know where it is.”

He leaves and I turn to Allyssa. She’s wearing a forest green suit that compliments her hair, which is piled loosely on top of her head. “I haven’t seen you since the concert.”

“Yeah, it’s been a busy couple of days.”

“How’s my bet looking?”

She smiles. “You might need to start getting concerned. He’s staying out of trouble so far.”

I shake my head. “It won’t last.”

“I guess we’ll see.”

There’s no way I’m going to get stuck going to the reunion with her. But I’m still not worried. I change the subject. “The big game’s coming up.”

“Big game?”

“Baseball? Cops annihilating lawyers?”

She folds her arms across her chest. “Oh right. It seems to me I heard the lawyers beat the cops last year.”

I wave a hand at her. “It was a fluke. Our pitcher was under the weather.”

“Hmm.”

I nudge her. “You should play.”

“No. I don’t think the boys will let a little girl like me play.”

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