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“What about me?” Cassie asked.

“Your name would be on a different sort of list. I’m not sure if they believe in your abilities, but you blew this case wide open. If it weren’t for you, Anthony Lewis would be in prison right now. They’re gonna keep an eye on you. Maybe try to recruit you. Word of advice? Don’t believe anything they tell you.”

“Great.” Cassie had trouble swallowing. “As if I don’t have enough to deal with.”

“You and me both.” He looked at his watch, then held out his hand. “It was a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Quinn. I’m looking forward to adding my own note to your file.”

She returned the gesture. “I appreciate that, Agent Mannis. Thank you.”

Viotto turned to his partner. “I’ll drop her off at her car and meet you later.”

They both watched as Mannis got in his car, started the engine, and drove away.

“What’s going to happen to him?” Cassie asked. “Davenport, I mean.”

“Who knows? We can’t turn him over to the locals, but I have a feeling A

shford won’t let us hold on to him for long. This is where I enjoy the fact that Mannis is the senior agent.”

Cassie laughed. “I don’t envy you.”

“I don’t have it so bad.” Viotto still had a trickle of blood on his temple. “It’s a good job. You get to meet a lot of interesting people.”

Cassie blushed as she followed Viotto to his car. They kept it light on the ride back. Cassie told him about some of her favorite eateries in Savannah, in case the FBI ever sent them there on a case. He told her all about Portland, and by the time he’d parked, she was ready to book a flight right then and there.

There was a charge inside the car with all the things they’d left unsaid. Their eyes met, and they both burst into laughter. Viotto shook his head. “It’s crazy.”

“What is?”

“You.”

“Gee, thanks.”

“No.” He laughed again. “I mean, this is crazy.” He gestured between them. “I don’t trust people. Comes with the territory, obviously. But I trust you. It’s a nice feeling.”

“I agree.” Cassie was looking anywhere but at him. “Unfortunately, I think our time here is done.”

“It is.” He didn’t sound sad, and the grin on his face surprised her. “But I don’t think this is the last we’ll be seeing of each other.”

“No?” She couldn’t help but grin back. “Are you the psychic now?”

“Maybe. You might be rubbing off on me.”

She tipped her head back and laughed. “I don’t think that’s how it works.”

His smile disappeared, but his eyes remained bright. “I’m glad you asked me out on that date, Ms. Quinn.”

She rolled her eyes. “It wasn’t a date, Agent Viotto. But maybe next time.”

“I can take a next time.”

Cassie knew if she didn’t say goodbye now, something more might happen between them. As welcome as that thought was, she had to take care of a few loose ends first. She hooked her fingers around the door handle. “Don’t lose my number, okay?”

His eyes sparkled. “That’s a promise I can keep.”

40

Cassie walked through the door of her parents’ house to the smell of some sort of roast in the oven. Her mouth watered. After she hung up her jacket and dumped her purse on the floor, she found her family gathered around the television in the living room. Her sister and father were on the couch, and her mom in the recliner. She had a quilt draped over her legs, and Cassie was happy to see she looked back to normal.

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