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Dead To Me hummed under her breath. “Is that wise?”

“Probably not,” I said dryly. “But I’m in another county so I’m away from the heat. If you find anything out, put us in the loop?”

“Agreed.”

“Affirmative.”

I cut the call now that business was done and straightened up. Flicking on the light, I stared at myself, saw the fatigue etched into my face and sighed before I reached for my shaving kit.

As I foamed up my face, I was about to let the blade slide up over my throat to my jawline when the rattle of the oven trays being freed from the stove sounded like a ten-car pileup outside. I jerked, nicked my flesh, and as I watched the tiny wound bleed, I decided that today was not the best day for a shave.

Inessa would just have to have beard rash between her thighs.

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