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He sounded even more pissed off than before. If he’d gotten what he wanted to out of this visit, what was his problem? It wasn’t like he’d asked Slade to come with him, and I hardly thought we’d made a spectacle of ourselves. Glancing around, none of the other dancers seemed to be paying any attention to us at all—other than a couple who were eyeingLoganas if worried he was about to start a brawl.

“The only person making a scene here is you,” I informed him.

Logan grimaced at me and whipped around to march back to the bar, where Dexter was still waiting. As he motioned for the other guy to get up from his stool, Slade sauntered close to me again.

“We’ll pick this up another time,” my dance partner said in a voice laced with promise.

A very large part of me wished we didn’t have to wait. What had he been planning on doing next?

Of course freaking Logan justhadto interrupt at the worst possible moment—and with his continuing hostility that I didn’t really understand at all. If anyone should be pissed off at anyone here, it was me athim.

But as much as he was acting like an ass, I needed to behave at least enough to ensure I’d get to come along on whatever the next steps of the investigation were. Dragging in a breath to even out my temper, I strode over to join the guys on the way out the door.

What exactly had Logan found out anyway?

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