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stand. “I’m going to have Officer Johnson here
take you home.”
    “Nonsense. I’ll be fine. I don’t live that
far.” Attempting to stand, Betsie put weight on her left knee and crumbled to
the ground.
    But before she hit the floor, Jonah
collected her in his arms and lifted her to his chest. “Nonsense,
huh? I don’t think you are fine so I’ll just have to make sure you get
home safely where someone can look at your leg.” Shouting to
the other officers, “I’m going to take this lady home. She isn’t doing
so well. I’ll be back in a bit.”
    Jonah carried her to a waiting tan
sedan and placed her gently in the front passenger seat. Walking around the
other side of the car, Jonah climbed in, started the car and drove away. Laying
her head back against the seat, Betsie inhaled deeply the enticing smell of
Jonah. It permeated his jacket and his car, comforting her.   Betsie closed her eyes and fell deeply
asleep.
    ****
    The slam of the car door woke Betsie,
who was a little disoriented. Seeing Detective Jonah Pigg coming around the
side of the car to open the door for her, Betsie smiled. “You’re such a
gentleman. Most of the guys I date don’t even open the door. How did you know
where I live?” she asked curiously.
    Extending his arm
for her to hold onto, Jonah said, “Here you go, Betsie. The guys that you date are losers if
they don’t show some common manners. Let me help you to the door. I just looked
up your address on your wallet in your purse, which I have right here along
with your apartment keys, I assume.”
    Putting some weight tentatively on
her left leg, Betsie grabbed hold of Jonah’s arm and climbed out of the tan
sedan. When she stood up, she noticed that the top of her head only came to his
chin. He really was tall, dark and dangerous .
They walked awkwardly toward her apartment, with Jonah holding her tightly
around the waist to keep her from falling.
    Taking hold of her purse, Betsie
grabbed her keys and opened her apartment door. “Thank you again for
everything.   Would you like to come in
for some coffee or lemonade? My grandma taught me to use my manners.   That is unless you are afraid that I will
bite. I am a Wolfe after all. ” She smiled up at him with mirth in her eyes,
transforming her face from beautiful to extraordinary.
    “Oh I’m not afraid of your little
bite, but I do want to take a look at that leg. You couldn’t put much weight on
it a minute ago. I wouldn’t want to have a Wolfe out there with a broken leg.
The vet will want to put you down.”
    The shared laughter felt good with
each of them enjoying the word games they played.   As Betsie sat on the couch, Jonah knelt on
the floor and lifted the hem of her dress. Gently touching her left knee,
elicited a cry of pain from her but he was able to bend and move the leg
without much discomfort.
    “Looks lucky for
you that it’s only a bad sprain.   You’ll live. Put some
ice on this, take it easy and you’ll be fine. I‘d better get
back to the crime scene before they miss me. I put my cell number on the
back of that card I gave you. Feel free to give me a call if the vet comes
sniffing around you.”
    With that, Jonah closed the door and
headed back to his car. To Betsie, it seemed as if all the sunshine drained out
of the world.

 
    Chapter
Four
     
    After a good night’s sleep, Betsie
woke feeling refreshed and ready to get back to work. Sitting around the
apartment wasn’t good for her since she kept thinking about poor Johnny. After
her morning routine, Betsie stepped outside to find tantalizing Detective Jonah
Pigg standing by his car waiting on her. “I thought you’d try to head back into
work today and I didn’t want you to walk, so here I’m at your disposal.”
    “Thank you. I really can’t afford to
miss a day of work. Miss Hildebrand and Mr. Anderson frown on taking personal
time. And honestly, I didn’t want to be alone with my thoughts.” Betsie smiled
and looked up into