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“Sounds as if I’ll be spoiled for choice.” He bit his lip. “I don’t suppose you know a good Vietnamese restaurant?”

Gary gaped. “You’re kidding. Yeah, I do. It’s one of my favorite places to eat. The Noodle Barn, Jamaica Plain. Not a fancy place, but the food is awesome.”

Dan smiled. “Great. I’ll try it this evening.”

Gary couldn’t help himself. “I’m overdue for a meal there. Can I join you?” He held up both hands. “I promise not to ask for demonstrations or ask lots of questions, but I know it’s no fun eating alone. At least that’s how I feel. You might be different.” Except that first part was a lie. He had a shit-ton of questions.

Dan’s smile reached his eyes this time. “I’d like that. I’d be grateful for the company, to be honest. And yeah, I’ll pass on the demonstrations. I wouldn’t mind answering questions, though.” He cocked his head. “After what happened just now, I have a few of my own.”

Gary had a feeling that meant talking about Cory. He wasn’t sure he was up to that.

Before he could reply, Lewis hurried into the room, his eyes sparkling. “We got a break.” He gave Dan a smug smile. “Looks like you’ve had a wasted trip, Mr. Porter. Someone’s confessed to the murders.” He glanced at Gary. “If you can tear yourself away, he’s in an interview room. Work time.” He strode out without a backward glance.

Dan expelled a long breath. “Wow. Talk about a short engagement.”

“I wouldn’t leave just yet. We’ve had at least five confessions so far.” But something had clearly put a burr up Lewis’s ass, and Gary wanted to know more. He paused at the door. “Still want to eat out?”

Dan’s eyes twinkled. “Before Detective Stevens puts my bags in the trunk of my car for me and waves me off as I drive back to New Hampshire? Sure.”

“Then wait here. When I come back, we’ll exchange phone numbers.”

Dan pointed to the box. “Can I take a look at what you’ve got in there? You never know….”

“Be my guest, but don’t wear yourself out, okay?” He smiled. “In case this guy turns out to be another wacko who wants attention. And don’t worry. Lewis won’t be packing any bags.” He left the room, his head in a spin.

Lewis wants to believe we’ve got our killer because that would mean the end of Dan’s involvement on this case.

Gary’s senses told him otherwise. Their man had a lot left in him.

Unfortunately.

DAN WAITEDtill the door closed, then flopped into the chair, his legs trembling.

It can’t be. It just can’t be.

Nothing in Gary’s appearance had struck a chord, not even the fact that he was a redhead. His beard hugged his jawline, thick but not overabundant, a warm rich color that somehow complemented his blue eyes. The kind of man Dan would definitely look twice at, but that meant nothing. It certainly didn’t mean Gary was the unseen lover from his visions, no matter how much Dan might want that.

But that scent….

It had to be a coincidence.

But you don’t want it to be a coincidence, do you?

No, he didn’t.

He found himself staring at the door, waiting for Gary’s return. Talk about torn. As much as he hoped the killer had suffered an attack of conscience and decided to end his grim spree, Dan didn’t want it to be true. Not yet.

I need to know more about you, Gary Mitchell.

If dinner was to be his only chance to discover more, Dan was going to learn as much as he could.

Chapter 12

WHEN GARYreached the interview room, Riley was standing outside.

He frowned. “You didn’t need to wait for me.”

“Lewis is in there with him.” Riley was vibrating. “Things might be looking up, boss.”

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