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going to have theirs. Fate had flipped the script, stealing a soul from one brother, while the other was allowed to keep his.
    Yeah, he felt guilty too.
    How could he not?
    When Tori was in the hospital, he stuck close to Justin. He was terrified not to be right there. At any minute, he fully expected his brother to lose it. The man behind the wheel, who did this, was a dead man, and he didn't doubt by whose hand.
    And that scared him.
    His brother was about to go off the reservation, and he didn't mean the place they grew up.
    He was about to embark on a new mission, and not one with a happy outcome.
    They all saw it coming. Only, they couldn’t point it out. If they did, they feared it would only happen sooner.
    While Julian had lost his unborn nephew, he couldn’t lose his brother.
    It was unacceptable to him.
    Now that Vivian was home, he had told his brother to take some time off, but Justin wasn’t having it.
    Oh, he knew why.
    Justin was running.
    Not from them, but from his pain and the past that formed him. At some point, he was going to hit the wall. It was only a matter of time. Until then, he’d stay observant, trying to keep his team intact.
    It was an uphill battle.
    There was a problem on the horizon. Right before this accident, he’d met with a client and booked them. It couldn’t have been at a worse time, but his hands were tied. When he contacted them to make them aware they weren’t coming, the owner pitched a fit.
    He was screaming foul and threatening to tell the world the Littlemoons were welching on a job. After all, Julian had taken their retainer and booked the rooms to stay at the vineyard.
    To this man, it was in stone.
    This proved to be a problem.
    Christina and Kane were manning the office. Justin was in no shape to be away from Vivian, who was on leave, so that left Beckett, Claire, and Beau.
    Well, Beckett Rand, while willing to go out, had a plate full of nonsense to work on. With Kane all over Christina, he was pulling all the surveillance duty, and there was a shitload. Julian couldn’t take Claire because of one of his long-standing rules--you always worked with a partner.
    So…Claire was tied up too.
    That left Beau.
    While Julian was glad to have him on the team, mostly for Tori’s sake, he couldn’t let the man run loose out in the world. He wasn’t licensed, trained, or ready. Beau was more like a lone wolf. He’d yet to learn the importance of always having a backup partner. In his defense, he was gung-ho, and that was valuable, but so was making sure you made it home at night.
    That meant that Julian and Tori were going to have to handle the away case. Fortunately, it was only an hour out of town, but regrettably, they were going to be down one person.
    They’d just have to make do with what they had. The team was still trying to bounce back, and he didn't want to push his luck.
    Sitting in his office, waiting for his wife to come down from their apartment, he was getting that feeling in the pit of his stomach.
    This whole case didn't feel right.
    Maybe it was because the person who referred them had never been a client. After Jamie Montgomery, and the ‘Heir Killings’ , they liked to do thorough background checks on anyone who popped up.
    When they interviewed Daniel Nelms, he said he’d come to them by recommendation.
    That wasn’t the odd part.
    What was weird was by whom the recommendation had come. In his entire life, he’d never heard of a woman named Nyx Nightingale. In fact, when he ran her, he found nothing on her.
    The woman was a mystery.
    After the last three cases, Julian was wary about everything. He didn't like being dumped into the middle of a shit mess, and the last two cases, with ghosts, dead women, and a killer had been just that.
    This case was going to be straightforward.
    At least he hoped so. The last thing he needed now was for his wife’s shadow, Bethany, to pop up. Since the accident, Tori hadn’t said jack about her spirit guide.
    That