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penny.
    â€œI don’t want to see you in jail,” she said. “You’re scaring me and you know I don’t scare easily.”
    â€œThere’s nothing to be scared of.”
    She drew in a breath. “Dana’s tough. Tenacious, driven. She’s a lot like you. If she thinks she has something on you, she won’t stop until she gets you. She’s not someone to be taken lightly.”
    â€œShe sounds like a worthy adversary.”
    â€œThis isn’t a game, Garth,” Mary Jo told him.
    He smiled and got out of her car. “Of course it is. Don’t worry—I always come out on top.”
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    D ANA STUDIED THE BLUE fabric of her sofa, not that it interested her, but it seemed far easier to think aboutslipcovers than deal with the woman sitting across from her. But as the silence ticked on, she was forced to look at her friend.
    â€œIt didn’t go well,” Dana admitted, hating to say the words nearly as much as she hated failing. “I took him in and they questioned him for several hours.”
    â€œAnd?” Izzy prompted anxiously.
    â€œAnd they got nothing. He was friendly, cooperative and didn’t give up a thing.”
    Izzy grinned. “Yes!”
    Dana stared at her. “You know this is the man responsible for the explosion that nearly killed you.”
    â€œHe’s not,” Izzy insisted, leaning forward in her chair. “He didn’t do it, Dana. I know he didn’t do it.”
    â€œHow? Because he told you?”
    â€œPartially. And because Nick believes him.”
    Which was the problem, Dana thought, annoyed at the complication. Nick was one of the good guys. He also knew Garth better than anyone.
    â€œI want more,” Dana said stubbornly.
    â€œI want to trust him.”
    â€œWanting something doesn’t make it so.”
    â€œNeither does denying it.”
    â€œI’ll get him, I swear I will,” Dana grumbled. “I don’t know how, but I’ll come up with something.”
    â€œIf he’s guilty,” Izzy said, a warning in her voice, which annoyed Dana. “Only if he’s guilty.”
    Izzy was the youngest of the Titan sisters. Lexi, the oldest, had gone through school with Dana, while Skyewas a year older than Izzy. They had been raised in wealth and privilege, something Dana refused to hold against them. They were her family. They cared about her and she would do anything for them. Including taking down their half brother.
    About nine months earlier, Lexi had encountered some financial difficulties with her day spa. After borrowing money to expand her business, the two-million-dollar note had been called, giving her only twenty-one days to come up with the amount owed. A few weeks later, Skye’s charitable foundation had been accused of money laundering. Their father had faced trouble, as well. His racehorses had tested positive for doping. Through the spring and summer, the situation had only gotten worse, ending with an explosion on the oil platform where Izzy worked. She’d been temporarily blinded by the blast.
    The person behind all of it? An angry Garth Duncan.
    Dana didn’t care if he went after Jed—the old man had been especially cruel to Garth—but the sisters were off-limits. Not that Garth saw it that way.
    â€œI wish I could arrest him,” Dana said, knowing that putting handcuffs on Garth would make her one happy camper. “Or shoot him.”
    â€œHey.” Izzy glared at her. “You’re talking about my brother. I know he did a lot of bad stuff, but he swears he had nothing to do with the explosion and I believe him.”
    It wasn’t Izzy’s fault, Dana told herself. Izzy had been raised isolated from the real world. She didn’tbelieve people could be truly bad. Although Dana’s gut kind of agreed with her, which only pissed her off more. She didn’t want shades of gray where Garth was concerned.
    â€œYou