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courtroom sang-froid . “I’m fine. Thanks for your help, Officer North.”
    His back went ramrod straight and his lips pressed together to form a firm line. Good. Now he understood . This was a professional acquaintance only.
    With a nod to Dunnigan, she turned and walked away.
    Logan would be out of their lives as fast as he’d returned. That was his modus operandi—to
     leave. The only difference this time was that she wouldn’t let his exit hurt.

Chapter Three
    Logan crossed his arms, watching as Dunnigan and Mrs. Beyer shook hands at the end
     of his former teacher’s interview with the detective. According to what she’d stated,
     she’d heard Ben’s front door slam when she was in her living room. Knowing he wasn’t
     supposed to be home, she called his home phone, and then his cell. When she heard
     banging noises, she’d called 911, then Keely, and then had grabbed her shotgun and
     headed next door.
    He would have laughed at the visual of Mrs. Beyer and her shotgun if it hadn’t ended
     with both her and Ben getting hurt. Apparently, two men in ski masks and long-sleeved
     shirts had attacked Ben. One white, one black, and both over six feet and muscular.
     With the ski masks, she hadn’t recognized them, but had thought they seemed familiar.
    Not a lot of new information, but the one thing that stood out was how Mrs. Beyer
     had noticed the place had been tossed, but that the thugs had only taken Ben’s briefcase
     and ran.
    After exchanging good-byes with both the detective and Mrs. Beyer, he headed down
     the hall, on his way to find Ben and Keely.
    “You should be using your spare time making arrangements for your move to Texas, not
     hanging out at a hospital.” Quinn’s deep voice echoed in the hallway.
    Surprised, Logan turned around and faced his partner. “What are you doing here?”
    “I never left. Nice guy that I am, I’ve been waiting for you. Besides, our shift starts
     in an hour, and you were my ride here.”
    “Sorry. I should have left you the car keys.”
    “I got nothing else going on before we clock in.” Quinn glanced up and down the hall.
     “So, where is Keely? I’d like to meet this woman who has such a hold on you.”
    Logan frowned. “Hold on me? I don’t think so.”
    “Yeah? You don’t see that look on your face I see whenever you bring up her name.
     Usually after a few beers. Sometimes when you’re overtired.”
    Quinn had too much time on his hands. The guy needed to focus on his own family’s
     drama and stop butting into Logan’s life.
    “Do you want the keys to my SUV so you can go home before our shift?”
    “I can wait. Besides, I want to hear all about her on the way to the station.”
    Logan shoved his hands in his pockets. Let Quinn wait. “You’ll have to find something
     else to talk about, though. Keely’s off limits.”
    “Fine. Have you written your resignation letter yet?”
    Crap . Not this again.
    “So you haven’t officially accepted Security Pro’s job offer yet?” Quinn blocked Logan’s
     path. “This is the chance of a lifetime. Sitting in an office, accepting that fat
     paycheck every week without risking your damn neck every time you walk out your door
     to work—”
    “I know. I’m taking the damn job.” Of course he was taking the job, but not for the
     reasons his coworkers thought.
    The accusations last winter of brutality, brought about by a man he’d arrested, had
     proven to him he’d never get over his temper. He’d fought the knowledge for years,
     but there was no escaping the sharp reality after he’d pounded the drug dealer to
     a pulp; his father’s anger was an inescapable part of him.
    Being put on probation had probably been the best thing for him—had helped him make
     the difficult decision to leave the police force. Working in a high-rise office, sitting
     at a desk developing security plans, he wouldn’t have to face criminals any more—and
     he wouldn’t risk beating the crap out of