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“Of course I am. Plus, it gives me a reason to get away from all the screaming from the kids in the main room of this house we rented.”

It made Micah smile to know that Trey was uncomfortable. He opened the gate and stepped out onto the path. “It didn’t go well with her.”

Trey was quiet for a second. “Explain.”

Micah had to give Trey credit: he never broke from the appearance of being calm, even when he wasn’t. “I went to her place, and she was talking to this guy from Duke Law School. It looked like they were about to kiss.”

“What? How did she know this guy?”

“I guess the guy is staying next door to her. I met him, and he didn’t seem like trouble. Like I said, he’s going to Duke Law School, so he’s thattype.”

Trey coughed. “What else?”

“Well, it didn’t bode well when I told her that I was sent there to check in on her. She jumped to all kinds of crazy conclusions about her brother checking up on her. I guess she was planning on coming to South Port with her friend for spring break, but the friend had to cancel. So she met the guy tonight, and he asked her out to dinner.”

Micah knew Trey would appreciate every detail, even though they didn’t have a dog in this fight with Cheyenne. When Trey was asked to do something, he fulfilled the assignment. And that meant Micah would fulfill this assignment as well.

“What else?”

“I asked her what she was doing tomorrow, and she mentioned parasailing at ten. I told her I would go with her and just buy the ticket that she probably had for her friend, and she refused.”

Trey was quiet for a second and then inhaled loudly. “I want you to go meet her at parasailing.”

Micah rolled his eyes. “That’s what I told her. Of course I will.” He wasn’t exactly excited about going, but he knew Trey would make him.

“Good. And one other thing. I don’t know what she’s doing here—maybe she really is on spring break—but I don’t like the idea of the Cross family inmytown.”

Micah knew about all the good and bad blood between the Cross and Stone families. But he hadn’t really thought about anything with the gold. “Are you thinking she’s on a gold hunt?”

Trey grunted. “I’m always thinking that. I guess the fact that Porter called me to give me a heads-up is a good thing. I just don’t know how long he’s known about this trip and why he didn’t call sooner.”

Micah scoffed. “You would’ve had to go on this trip with Brooks. He’s your brother.”

“True. But I might not have asked all of my people to leave town.”

“Good thing I’m your people,” Micah said.

“Of course. I appreciate you. I would’ve liked you to be on this trip with my brother, but I’m grateful you were okay to stay and take care of the situation.”

Micah appreciated that Trey treated him like he was his biological son. He smiled. “I’m glad I could be of service.”

Trey sighed. “Okay, then. Keep me posted. Maybe try to have some fun, but not too much fun. You’re in training, and I expect you to give it your all in BUD/S. In fact, I expect that you will be a SEAL.”

That was a huge compliment from Trey.

“Okay, I’ll call Mom later to check in.”

“Good. ’Night.”

“’Night.”

Micah hung up and found that he had walked a good portion of the beach. He wasn’t all the way to the condo that Cheyenne was staying in, but he was close. He was next to his aunt Kensi’s house, so he went and walked the perimeter.

It wasn’t too long until Tim, Kensi’s husband, texted him.

What are you doing snooping around my house?

Micah laughed and texted back.Just checking on it for you, Uncle Tim.

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