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Her eyes quickly searched my face. “I’ve got to run….See ya around.”

My heart dropped. Shit, I’ll never get her to go to dinner if I keep saying shit like that.

Opening the door, I winked as she walked by. “See ya, Rory.”

Chapter 8

Rory

Work, pizza, and misunderstandings

I moved my neck from side to side. “You okay over there?”

Lifting my eyes to Russell, I smiled. “Yeah. My neck is stiff.”

“We can call it a night, Rory.”

With a sigh, I glanced at all the papers spread over the table. Russell and I had been combing through the history of a firefighter who was being accused of sexual assault while on duty. Our law firm handled all of the cases for the union.

I nodded. “Maybe we should,” I replied as I looked at the clock.

Russell leaned back in his chair and stretched. “Damn, I’m starving. Want to grab a quick bite to eat?”

My stomach took that moment to growl. With a chuckle, I replied, “I think my stomach is saying yes.”

We gathered the papers and put them into the files. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right with this case. We’d spent hours searching through Robert Long’s information, and nothing even hinted at this type of behavior. He was looked upon by his fellow firefighters as a guy who could do no wrong. Then again, being a firefighter, you belonged to a brother and sisterhood whose members would literally die for one another.

Pulling out my pad, I made a note to head over to his firehouse tomorrow and talk to his coworkers and captain. We needed to get to know the more personal side of Mr. Long. Did he have a reputation as a ladies’ man? Did he date a lot of women? What type of a person was he?

I locked the door behind us and turned to Russell. “What are you in the mood for?”

A strange look crossed over his face before he looked away and headed to the elevator.

“How about pizza?”

“The Upper Crust?” I asked with a hopeful expression.

He laughed and glanced back at me. “I take it that’s one of your favorites.”

“It is. I go there often, so it’s a good thing I also run every day.”

The elevator doors closed, and we made our descent quickly. “Favorite thing to eat there?”

“That’s easy, the Harvard Street pizza. Fresh basil, tomato, mozzarella, and garlic. Yum!”

“So it’s basically a cheese pizza with garlic and basil?”

I gasped as we walked out of the elevator and exited the building. “Bite your tongue if you’ve never had it before.” Russell chuckled, and whistled for a taxi.

Thirty minutes later we were eating our pizza and I was laughing over some lame joke Russell had just told me.

“Don’t you look like you’re having fun.”

My heart dropped upon hearing Finn’s voice. Setting my pizza down, I glanced up at him. “Hey, Finn. Where’s Flash?”

He narrowed his brows and stared at me for a second.

“He’s in his crate, safe and sound.”

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