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“So, what do you have for me?”

Dylan dug out the baggie with the letter and handed it over to Gabe. “You’ll need our prints for exclusion purposes.”

Gabe nodded. “I already have yours, Dylan but I will need Raleigh’s, if that’s okay?”

“Yes, of course.”

A door to the hallway opened and a guy dressed in a lab coat entered. He was shorter than Dylan but wider in the shoulders. He had on jeans and a t-shirt under his lab coat and he wore a pair of dark rimmed glasses.

“This is Peter.” Gabe introduced both Dylan and Raleigh. “He’ll take your fingerprints, Raleigh, if you’ll just follow him.”

“Sure.” Raleigh got up and followed Peter back through the door at the end of the hallway.

“How are you doing?” Gabe asked.

“Fine.” Dylan tipped up his chin.

Gabe raised an eyebrow.

“It’s a bit stressful. The whole stalker thing is really taking its toll on Raleigh. I hate to see her suffer like this.”

“And being at your ex-fiancée’s wedding to a guy from your squad which you are currently suspended from, that’s gotta be a walk in the park.”

Dylan chuckled and raised his hands. “Okay so maybe it’s very stressful but I’m managing. It’s certainly providing me with a lot to think about. I missed the guys more than I thought I did. It’s kind of cool to see them again.”

He didn’t bother to add that he still wasn’t sure if he’d done the right thing but knowing that Rowdy and Matt thought he did was a big relief. Now, if only he was sure.

“How’s the ex-fiancée?”

“I dodged a bullet there. We weren’t really compatible. I’m over her.”

Gabe nodded. “Then this is all worth it.”

Raleigh re-entered the room, wiping her hands with a wet wipe. Dylan smiled at her as she sat down next to him, scooting her chair a bit closer to his.

Gabriel Risk had quite the set up if this experience was anything to go by. He had his own freakin’ lab. A million questions ran through her head, but he was helping her out as a favor to Dylan. She didn’t want to do anything to jeopardize that. Plus, she was exhausted. Not too tired to notice how handsome Gabriel Risk was though.

He, like Dylan, stood out in any crowd. Leaning back in his chair wearing faded jeans and a white shirt, he looked just as much in command as he would if he was wearing a three-piece suit. He was slightly taller than Dylan and leaner. All hard muscle. His black hair was graying at the temples and had a slight curl to it. His gray eyes were warm and welcoming, but she’d be willing to wager they missed nothing.

Those eyes were warm now but if she was on the wrong side of him, they would turn to stone, she had no doubts. No wonder he was one of NYC’s most eligible bachelors.

“Thank you for helping me, Mr. Risk.”

“Gabe, please. And it’s my pleasure. No one should ever have to feel unsafe. I was just about to tell Dylan we’re working on your security system. I can confirm it’s been tampered with and now we’re just trying to figure out exactly what your stalker has been doing and how he’s been doing it. We should have more soon.”

“That’s great. Well, not great that it’s been tampered with, but great that we know. I really appreciate it, Gabe.”

Dylan glanced at Raleigh. She took that as her cue that they should go. She was tired and pissed off and as much as she wanted to quiz Gabriel Risk about his life’s adventures, she was just to wound up to deal with anything else. They stood up and Gabe led them back through the door to the lobby.

A man was leaning on the counter, chatting with Brianna. He straightened as they entered.

“Connor, I’d like you to meet Dylan Black and Raleigh Ross.” The three shook hands in turn. “Connor is our tech guy. He’s the one working on your video.”

“Thank you,” Raleigh said. Connor was about the same height as Dylan but slightly older. His dark hair was cut short almost in military style but his eyes were an odd shade—maybe green. It was hard to tell in this light. She would bet they changed color according to what he was wearing and the lighting. Interesting. “I can’t tell you how much I appreciate it,”

Connor smiled. “Glad to help.”

He handed a small case to Gabe and Gabe handed it off to Dylan. “I thought you might need this.”