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“Let me know what the doc says and if there is any backlash from the team.”

“Will do.” I press my lips together and nod, knowing he can’t see me, and that I won’t tell the team a damn thing unless I have to.

After I hang up with Max, I click over to my messages and with the private investigator that followed her to figure out where her apartment was.

FORD: I’ve got another job for you.

IAN: Hit me with it.

FORD: I need you to figure out who this guy is.

I sent Ian the photo I snapped when I first arrived at Juliet’s before either of them noticed me standing there.

FORD: His name is Earl and he’ll be back at her apartment in the next few days.

IAN: On it.

FORD: Thanks.

I spend the rest of the drive back to the Row cradling my hand and replaying every word Juliet said in my head.

Tonight was progress. Baby steps. But still progress.

CHAPTER NINE

FORD: Checking for signs of life.

JULIET: That depends.

FORD: On?

JULIET: Why you aren’t at the game tonight?

FORD: You keeping tabs on me?

JULIET: No

FORD: Then why are you watching the game? A guy might think you care.

JULIET: I don’t. It’s on at the bar.

FORD: What bar?

JULIET: The one I work at.

FORD: Interesting.

JULIET: Why’s that?

FORD: Just another piece of the puzzle.

JULIET: Are you going to answer my question?

FORD: Only if you answer one of mine.

JULIET: The Rusty Spoon

FORD: It’s cute you think that was my question.

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