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“Truce.”

Margo didn’t say anything as they walked down the path toward the road. Jack hated that his sister felt estranged from their family. Margo was stubborn and loyal and independent. She wasn’t going to give in, their mother wasn’t going to give in, and Jack didn’t know how to fix the family when he understood both sides of the argument. What he didn’t understand was why Margo couldn’t put this disagreement—serious as it was—aside for the sake of the family.

He desperately wanted to fix everything. With their father in prison, it was his responsibility to keep everyone together. The family, a close-knit unit, bonded and whole. As they’d always been, until three years ago. The fracture left him incomplete, always waiting, watching, worried. And deep down sad.

“Talk to me,” Jack said after a moment.

“I have a job, apparently so do you. We’ll each do our job, and I’ll see you at the party Saturday.”

“Don’t you think it’s strange that two private investigators were hired for the same case?”

Margo asked, “Why were you hired?”

She obviously knew he was fishing, and she wasn’t going to share anything unless he gave her something. Right now, he was just glad that Tess wasn’t here. She had taken Margo walking away from the family business personally and Jack didn’t know how to fix that, either. They’d once been so close they could have been twins.

Hell, he had so many broken pieces in his life he felt like Humpty-Dumpty.

“This stays between us,” he said.

“Sure.”

“We were hired by White’s employer because someone in their company downloaded proprietary information. Our investigation pointed to White, and now we’re working to prove it. This meeting was out of her pattern, so we suspected she was meeting a buyer to sell the information. Basic corporate espionage. Clearly, that’s your man. Because I don’t think our client hired another Angelhart.”

She smiled. “No.”

“You?”

She didn’t say anything.

“Come on, Margo, I gave ours, what’s yours?”

“Adultery. I’ve been on it for little over a week, after three days I thought the wife was pulling the accusation out of her ass. This was the first time I thought maybe she was right.”

“White could be sharing secrets with her lover.”

“I don’t think they’re doing the horizontal.”

“But?”

She shrugged, didn’t look at him. Jack started to get angry. She was figuring out something and she wasn’t going to tell him?

“Spill it, Margo. What’s in that suspicious brain of yours?”

“Confidentiality goes both ways.”

“Of course.”

She stopped walking, turned and faced him. He couldn’t see her eyes because of her sunglasses, but the set of her jaw told him she wasn’t at all pleased that their individual cases had collided.

“Do you know who the guy was with Jennifer White?”

“No. But I’ll find out as soon as we get back.” He still knew half the guys on the force, and the other half probably knew he’d been a cop.

“Logan Monroe.”

Monroe. Monroe. Did he know... “Oh!” That’s why he’d looked so familiar.

“Yeah. That Logan Monroe.”

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