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“Are you serious?”

“Yes. Trust me on this. Neighborhood watch is alive and well.”

“We went out two weeks ago, and she didn’t see us.”

“She was out when we went to the wedding.”

“How do you know?”

“Because I asked her what she was doing the day before.”

I roll my eyes. “Fine, come out back now.” I hang up and take my bag out to the backyard, and Henley’s arm comes over. I pass my bag over to him.

“Fuck, what have you got in here? It weighs a ton.”

“A body bag,” I whisper. “To dispose of the evidence.”

“What evidence would that be?”

“A body.”

“Mine?”

“Who else’s would it be?”

“I told you not to get any ideas,” he replies. “Now sneak around to the front.”

“Yes.”

“Are you coming now?”

“Yes.”

“Hurry up.”

“Henley,” I snap. “Shut up.”

I go inside and lock my house up. Then I walk out the back door and around to the side gate. I look left and right, and I slip behind the bushes and sneak into Henley’s yard.

Hmm, not bad. Stealth mode at its very best. Those bushes come in handy.

I run around to his backyard and slip through the side gate. Voilà . . . I did it.

I’m in.

Henley is waiting at the back door. “Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in.” He smirks.

“Reason five hundred why I bought a body bag,” I mutter as I walk past him.

And suddenly, I’m inside his house, his personal space. My eyes look around in awe. It’s modern, gorgeous, and totally spotless. It sort of has a European feel: lots of marble and white walls. Textured furnishings and abstract art.

“Wow.” I smile as I look around. “Henley, it’s beautiful.”

“Thanks.” His eyes linger on my face, and I get the feeling he wants to say something else.

It’s there between us; the electric current is back. It’s actually more like lightning, but whatever.

Butterflies flutter in my stomach. “What have you got in store for me tonight?”

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