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“He knows that, but you can trust Gray.”

“I do, but I still worry that something will go wrong.”

“Liam and I have his back. It’s going to be over soon.”

“Okay. Thanks for talking me down.”

“Anytime. You’re important to Gray, so you’re important to us.”

That meant a lot to her. After talking to him, she made a cup of tea, settled down with her book and Einstein purring on her lap. A few hours later she was lost in the story when her burner phone buzzed with an unknown caller. Only Grayson and the guys had this number, so she answered. She didn’t know whether to fear that something had gone wrong or to be excited that it was over.

“Hello.”

“I hear you’re worried about me.”

Grayson! Her heart did cartwheels. “I am, but Cooper promised that he and Liam have your back, so I’m a little less worried.”

“I like that you are. Makes me feel special.”

He was more special than she wanted him to be, but that was something to think about another day. “Anthony doesn’t suspect anything?” Her ex-husband had a sixth sense for anything that might be a threat to him.

“No. He’s seeing a new woman tomorrow night and will be gone for hours. I’m going to get into the safe while he’s out of the house.”

“And then what happens?” It seemed too good to be true that it could be over in a day or two.

“I talked to an FBI agent friend earlier tonight. That’s one reason I wanted to talk to you. He wants me to take apicture of Veronica’s letter and anything else in the safe that might be incriminating, but to leave everything there.”

“Why?”

“Chain of command. If I take anything away, we can’t prove it was in Pressley’s possession. The agent, Sean Danvers, is going to call you shortly. He’ll ask you to meet with him first thing in the morning so he can take a statement from you. Tell him everything you know. Between that and the photos I’ll get tomorrow night, he can get a warrant to search Pressley’s house.”

“What about Tyler? I don’t want him in the house when it’s raided. What if Anthony decides he’s not going down without a fight?

“I’ll be there when it goes down and will get him out of the house.”

“And bring him to me?”

“Yes.”

It was what she wanted to hear, and she was elated. She crushed the nagging fear that something was going to go wrong.

* * *

Early the next morning, Harlow met Sean Danvers at a coffee shop in Freemont, a nearby town. Liam had picked her up so that she wouldn’t have to drive her car since it had a tracker on it. When they arrived, he parked in the shop’s lot and stayed in the car to keep an eye out.

The agent had told her to look for a blond man wearing a light green button-down. She saw him right away at a table in the back, two coffee cups on the table.

When she slid into the seat across from him, he pushed one of the cups to her. “Good morning, Harlow. Just to confirm, I’m Sean.”

“I’ll admit I’m a little nervous, Mr. Danvers. I’ve never talked to an FBI agent before.”

“Just Sean.” He smiled. “We don’t bite…well, except for bad guys.”

“Good to know.” He’d settled her nerves with a little humor, and she liked him. “I thought FBI agents always wore dark suits and mirrored sunglasses.” She guessed he was in his midforties. The little bit of gray in his hair gave him a distinguished look, and he had kind eyes.

“That’s only in the movies. We do wear suits if we’re appearing in court or something like that, otherwise we can dress as we wish as long as we’re presentable.”

“Grayson said you’re a friend of his.”

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