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she’d thought they would have more time together. Then she’d never heard from him again.
    She moved closer to her former mentor. “I thought you and I could work together, Justus. Like old times.”
    “Time is the problem. I would’ve been happy to work with you again, but I’m already overbooked. Besides, Drago is better suited for this kind of case.”
    And from behind her, Drago added, “I’m your man. If you want me.”
    Why did everything he say sound so personal, like he was trying to get to her? Heart skipping a beat, she turned to face him. When he stepped closer, she saw something different about him—he was harder. His face had changed; there was something dark and dangerous in his expression that hadn’t been there before.
    “Sandy Kawecki’s life is on the line.” Still staring, she had to force out the words. What had changed him? His time in jail?
    “I’m already up to speed.”
    Because Justus had assumed she would come to him? How else would Drago know what was going on with her? Why else would he be here this early, before most businesses were open for the day?
    “The girl’s life is the important thing here, isn’t it?” he asked.
    “She’s the
only
thing.”
    “Then what are we waiting for?”
    He’d said that to her four years ago, just before he’d stripped off her clothes. With his teeth.
    Grinding hers so she wouldn’t forget herself and smile at the memory, she took a deep breath and asked, “What do we need to do to get started?”
    —
    Drago needed Camille Martell. Not that she would appreciate the fact. Or believe him, for that matter, since he’d never called her the way he’d promised he would after their hot weekend together. Even so, he’d never forgotten her.
    “You missed Justus by minutes,” he tells her.
    Her gaze is locked with his. She looks stunned. And wary. She seems confused, about to leave, but he can’t let her go.
    “Wait. Let me buy you a drink. You can tell me stories I can use to blackmail my brother.”
    Anything to keep her from walking out of his life before he gets a chance to know her.
    He hadn’t known it was possible. That an old attraction could be instantly relit as fast and hot as the first time. One look into her green eyes filled with suspicion had kick-started his memory. He hadn’t forgotten a single thing about the time they’d spent together. Those memories had been what had gotten him through the worst time in his life.
    Not that she knew it. He’d made sure of that.
    He indicated the door. “Let’s go.”
    “Where?”
    Without answering, he just left, knowing she would follow. Which she did with a quick good-bye to his brother. His pulse quickened as she caught up to him. Camille could be both frustrating and amazing, and he’d been the one to drop the ball, so to speak. Would she give him another chance? If she did, that didn’t mean he should take it. Nothing had really changed. He was still who he was. And so was she.
    Even knowing that, he couldn’t stop from wanting her…even if it was only for now.
    Once in the confines of the elevator, he let his gaze wash over the woman who could invade any man’s dreams. Although he could see the anxiety and tension all over her face—her brows were pinched, her mouth set tight. Guilt-ridden. Who could blame her? He would have wanted this case even if Camille hadn’t been the client. It exemplified the reason he’d chosen to take Justus’s offer for a job when he’d been released from jail.
    He didn’t want to see another young girl beaten and bloody. Or worse. Knowing the circumstances, he couldn’t help but believe Camille’s lieutenant had been correct in putting her on leave. After being taken off the case, she’d continued to work it in secret. Worse, she’d been careless, leaving her computer on without a password, an open invitation to a young teen who had access to her house and had her computer privileges taken away at home. If the girl died because of