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He opened the door. We got out and stood on the sidewalk.
"You need to be careful, Savannah."
"Um, no, I need to teach this control-freak scumbag that he can't mess with me."
Michael's mouth opened, then closed.
"What?" I said.
"I'm just asking you not to egg him on. You did the right thing today, not confronting him."
"I'm glad you approve."
He leaned against his car. "Okay, I've overstepped, obviously. I should mind my own business. Let you goad him into another strike."
"What better way to catch him if he's the killer?"
"You're right." His gaze frosted over, and his words were sharp. "Go right ahead. See if he'll go after you again. Make sure he does some damage, too--it's far more convincing if we have hospital records. Better yet, morgue records."
"I'm not stupid--"
"No, but maybe you are just a little bit reckless."
I shook my head.
"What?" he said.
"You sound like a guy I know."
"Well, he's a smart guy, then, and maybe you should listen. Cody Radu could have killed you out there. I'm not saying to back down. Stand firm, just don't goad him."
Adam would tell me the same thing--he was always the last person to stop me from standing up for myself, but the first to tear a strip off me when I got reckless.
"All right," I said. "I should ease off him for awhile anyway. I'm not getting anywhere."
"I've got my own appointment with him tomorrow morning. I'll give him a shake. See if anything comes loose. Maybe some of those pearly whites, if we're lucky."
I hesitated. The problem with my job is that the two priorities-solving the case and uncovering any supernatural involvement--sometimes clashed. I wanted to find Claire's killer. Yet I needed to keep Michael from finding any supernatural angles. I weighed the threat potential of what I was about to say and decided to go for it.
"I have a lead that might link Claire and Cody," I offered.
"What?"
"Legit this time. I won't play you anymore. I don't want to tip him off until I have details, but there's a good chance he had a conversation with Claire the day before she died. Also, he's definitely up to something illegal." I told him about the conversation I'd overheard with his lawyer friend. "A delivery. That's all I know."
"I can use that. Thanks. A lot." He stepped closer, gaze holding mine. "Really, I appreciate--"
"Are you guys done arguing?" a voice asked.
We looked over to see Kayla. Michael stepped back.
"Hey," I said.
"I saw you arguing earlier and I didn't want to get in the way."
"We weren't arguing," Michael said. "Just debating strategy."
She looked disappointed.
