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unsteady hand, he unwittingly drew Jake's attention to his flushed face. A face that was amazingly like his own, Jake reflected as he had on many other occasions. How could two men who looked so alike be so different? Even at forty-two, their likeness to one another was still unique.
    There were subtle differences, of course, he acknowledged as Nathan pulled out a handkerchief to mop his sweating brow. He guessed his brother was perhaps twenty pounds heavier, and his hair had been cut by an expert hand. It didn't hang straight or show the after-effects of his nails like Jake's did when he had been raking his scalp.
    "So—how's Caitlin?" he asked at last, deciding it might be easier if he began the conversation. He'd never met his brother's wife, but he had seen her picture. She'd seemed strangely subdued for a man like Nathan. He'd have expected his brother to want a fashion model for a wife. But, of course, she had had money—
    "She's okay," said Nathan offhandedly now, making a careless gesture. "She lives her own life. I live mine. We don't see an awful lot of one another."
    Jake stared at him. "Are you kidding?"
    "No." Nathan looked resentful. "Anyway, that's another story. D'you want a beer?"
    Jake hesitated. "A beer would be fine," he agreed, and his brother left the booth to go and get it. Jake had the feeling he was glad to put off admitting the reasons why he'd come to North Carolina. But unlike Nathan, he didn't have time to waste.
    Nathan came back with the two beers and took some time taking a drink before he got to the point. Even then, Jake had to prompt him, and Nathan scowled at his brother for a moment before starting to speak.
    "I wanted to talk to you," he said grudgingly. "It's a long time since we talked with one another, man to man." He hunched his shoulders. "How have you been? How's the new apartment? Fletch said it overlooked the ocean, out at Pine Bay."
    "You didn't come here to talk about me or my apartment," said Jake quietly. "And I don't know about you, but I've got work to do."
    "And you'd rather do that than talk to your own brother," said Nathan peevishly. "It doesn't occur to you that I might need your help."
    "And do you?"
    "Damn right." Nathan rested his forearms on the table. "Like I said, I need to talk to you. I just—don't know where to begin."
    Jake's nostrils flared. "Try the beginning," he suggested drily, and Nathan pursed his mouth.
    "I'm in trouble." He expelled a heavy breath. "Deep trouble." He gave an uneasy snort. "Hell, I'll probably end up in jail, if I live that long."
    Jake looked disbelieving. "Who?" he said. "Who's going to send you to jail?"
    "A guy I know," said Nathan in a low voice, his eyes dark with bitterness. "If I don't do as he says, he'll probably kill me."
    Jake frowned and backtracked. "Who is this guy?" he asked crisply, and Nathan shook his head.
    "He's someone I owe," he said heavily. "I owe him and he has to be paid." He took another drink of his beer. "One way or the other."
    "In blood?" Jake couldn't keep the sardonic note out of his voice, and Nathan gazed at him with angry eyes.
    "Oh, yes," he said. "I knew you'd find it amusing. But it's my life that's on the line here. And there's nothing amusing about it."
    Jake sobered. "You're exaggerating."
    "Am I?" Nathan gazed at him with accusing eyes. "You may think you're tough because you deal with criminals every day, but Carl Walker is a serious menace. He plays for keeps."
    "I don't think I'm tough." Jake defended himself mildly. Then, taking a reluctant swallow of his beer, "I take it you owe this Walker some money, am I right?"
    "Haven't I just said so?" Nathan's tone was peevish. "That's what I'm trying to tell you. He says if I don't do as he wants, he'll tell Cat's father, Webster, what's been going on."
    Jake was growing impatient in spite of himself. "For Christ's sake, Nate, stop talking in clichés. Get a hold of yourself. And why are you short of money? You married a rich woman. Or was that