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“Alright. You told her you could do Florida?”

“No, I told her I needed to see if I could be away from work for a week. Jesus, man. I can’t be available all the time or it will look suspicious.”

“Fine. Fine. Play your game, but you’re going.”

“They’re leaving tomorrow.”

Samuel shook his head. “Shit. Talk about last damn minute.”

“I know, right? I was thinking we arrange it so I leave early. Sell it that I need to be back on Thursday or something, then have something come up that lets me stay.” Harper drummed his fingers on the counter. “We have one problem.”

Samuel pulled out a stool and sat across from Harper. “What’s that?”

This was not what Harper wanted to talk about. The very last thing. But he’d seen what leaving out details could do in this case, and he had to be honest with Samuel. “I’m emotionally compromised here.”

“So what, you like her? She’s a likable girl.”

He frowned. It was more than just liking Robin. “I relate to her. I find myself doing or saying things to protect her when I know you’re listening. She’s noticed it. I managed to talk myself out of the corner today, but how much longer? What other decisions am I making because I want to protect her?”

Samuel rubbed his hand across his face for a moment then stared at the countertop. “She’s a good person with rotten family. It makes sense. But nothing you’ve done in the name of protecting her has negatively impacted our investigation.”

He wasn’t getting what Harper was trying to say. Did he even understand it?

Samuel laid his phone on the counter. “I’m going to have Baruti meet us in Miami. I think we should move ahead with our plans there. It will make more sense, anyway. I’ll let Zora know we’re moving things—”

Harper’s phone began to vibrate on the charging station.

Samuel leaned over to look at it. “Logan is calling.”

Harper groaned. “Shit.”

“Answer it.”

He held back away from the phone. He’d hoped that talking to Jamie would suffice and get Logan off his back, but that clearly wasn’t the case.

Harper shoved his hands in his pockets. “What do I say? Anything he asks I won’t be able to answer sufficiently.”

Samuel stared at the screen until it went dark. “Tell him.”

“What?”

“Tell him.” He nodded, settling on the answer. “We’ll need more people in Miami. I can’t do anything because Robin’s seen me. Baruti alone might get into trouble. Looping Logan in and having him help could be the right thing here. And you’re right, this has gone on long enough. So, do it. If Zora gets mad we’ll tell her it was my call, okay?”

Harper grit his teeth.

So much back and forth.

He couldn’t tell anyone. Now, talk. Be careful. Take more risks. It felt like this whole job was a teetering balancing act.

Harper picked up the phone before Samuel could change his mind. This at least Harper was on board with. He hit dial and turned away from Samuel.

The line barely rang once.

Logan’s voice was more of a growl than words. “Wright, you’d better start talking now.”

“I’m working an undercover job for Zora with Samuel and we need your help, TL.”

It was the truth, so why did Harper have an uneasy feeling about this? What was going on that he hadn’t seen yet?

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