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Harmony, baking? That was something that wouldn’t end well. Trust me, I knew. She’d cooked for me before.
“Cut the act, Harmony. You know exactly why I’m here.”
She raised her eyebrow, her eyes hinting amusement. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Leaning against the kitchen counter, I chuckled. My reaction caught her off guard, and she glared at me. If there was one thing she didn’t like, it was being laughed at.
“What?” she challenged.
“It’s just I that thought you were smarter than that, Harm. Breaking in to Rose’s apartment to scare her into not seeing me?” I rolled my eyes and smiled, my jaw twitching. “Is that the best you have?”
“If that skank has left you, it’s got nothing to do with me.”
I roared with laughter. “That’s the thing. We’re not together. This whole thing between Rose and I exists only in your head. All you’re doing is reminding me how lucky I am not to be in a relationship with you anymore.”
“You’re the lucky one? Fuck you, Jack. You’re an ass. You can’t even admit you like her, and I’m the idiot? So what if I spoke to her? So fucking what. If you want to bury your head in the sand and pretend you’re not in love with a freaking murderer then that’s your choice.”
“Murderer? What the hell does that mean?”
“It’s when you intentionally and knowingly—”
“I know what the word means, smartass.” My eyes bored into her as I fought to control my anger. “What do you mean she’s a murderer?”
Harmony’s face twisted up into a smile. “Oh my god. She didn’t tell you, did she?” Her laughter echoed, the sound chilling me to the bone. I suddenly felt a new level of hatred toward this bitch. “Your perfect little Rose killed her sister.”
“The lengths you’d go to in order to get me back—”
“Oh no, Jack. I don’t want you back. I just don’t appreciate being treated like shit.”
“If you don’t want to be treated like shit then don’t fucking treat others that way. I’ve never met anyone as cold and clinical as you. I can’t believe I stayed with you for so long.”
Harmony stepped forward so her face was only inches from mine. The cold look in her eyes scared me, but I forced myself to stare right back. She was like an animal, asserting her dominance.
“Get out of my life, Jack. Go shack up with your stupid little ho, and fix your stupid little bar. You’re not worth any more of my time.”
I opened my mouth to retort, and then closed it. How had she known about the bar? I hadn’t mentioned it.
Not even Harmony would be that crazy . . . would she?
“How did you know about the bar?” I asked.
She flushed bright red. “You mentioned it before.”
“No, I didn’t,” I replied calmly. Her eyes flicked away from mine. She was lying. I could see it in her expression and her behavior. The way she wouldn’t make eye contact was a dead giveaway.
“So maybe I drove past it,” she sneered. “Get out. I want you out of my place, now.” She raced to the front door and opened it, still unable to meet my eyes. Her hands were shaking.
Harmony was scared. She knew I was onto her, and she was afraid she’d been caught.
I walked out, winking at her on my way past. She slammed her door shut.
Outside I fished out my phone. I wasn’t sure I had enough to go on but I knew she was responsible, and she was going to pay. Climbing into my car, I dug out the card given to me by the officer on the scene. With one hand on the wheel, I punched the number into my cell. I waited impatiently for him to pick up.
“Captain Rawlinson speaking.”
“Hi, this is Jack Falcon. Listen, I think I might know who lit the fire,” I began.
“Jack, I was just going to call you. We un
