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“That’s what I’m hoping for.” Luke chuckled.

“Beau? Who is she? We’re all curious because you haven’t really dated since your divorce,” Lisa McCallister interjected from the kitchen. “And dinner is ready,” she announced. The men walked to the table, and Beau watched as his father held the chair for his mother before taking a seat himself.

After everyone’s plates were filled, Beau’s mother turned to him with a knowing look, causing him to sigh.

“Brenna Lawrence,” he admitted.

“Where did you meet her?” his father asked.

“I’ve known her for years,” Beau said with a shrug.

“Years? And you’re only just now going on a date with her?” Luke exclaimed with his fork hovering in front of his mouth.

Beau leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and smirked. “Her husband was the guy Liz cheated on me with.” He couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction when their mouths dropped open in shock.

“Shit—”

“Lucas Andrew McCallister,” their mother reprimanded Luke.

“Sorry, Mom.”

“You should be. We do not use that language at the dinner table,” she scolded firmly.

Beau couldn’t help but chuckle. “Anyway, yes. The four of us used to go out together all the time.” He clenched his fists under the table, still feeling bitter about how blind he had been.

“Take a deep breath, honey. It’s in the past now,” his mother said soothingly.

“I know, Mom. But it still pis—uh, makes me angry,” Beau corrected himself.

“It would make anyone angry. But Mom is right, it’s in the past, and was all for the best,” Luke chimed in.

“I know that now, but sometimes I can’t help but feel mad that I didn’t see it sooner,” Beau shook his head in frustration.

“Love can blind us, son,” his father offered.

“I was too damn blind, Dad.”

“Beaumont Daniel McCallister,” his mother warned with a stern look.

“Sorry, Mom,” he apologized, noticing Luke struggling to contain his laughter across the table, which only made Beau chuckle.

After eating, Beau helped clean up, but wanted to get going since it started snowing again. He pulled his coat on and placed his hat onto his head. Luke did the same and they walked outside together. As Luke pulled his gloves on, he looked at Beau.

“I’m happy you found someone, Beau.”

Beau nodded. “Thanks, Luke. We’re not sure where this is going, but we want to find out.”

“She’s beautiful. I hope it does work out for you. Liz did you wrong, so the best revenge is to be happy with another woman.” Luke smirked, making Beau chuckle.

“You got that right. I’ll see you at the office tomorrow.” He slapped his brother on the back, walked down the steps, climbed into his truck and drove home. He planned to relax for the rest of the day. Tomorrow was Monday and he wanted to see what he could find out about the missing horse. He was frustrated that he couldn’t find out anything.

As he watched a movie, he had trouble concentrating. He wanted to solve this case so bad, he could taste it. All agents knew that sometimes cases just didn’t turn out the way everyone hoped, but they did all they could to find stolen livestock.

Sighing, he lay on the sofa, picked up the remote and tried to find a movie, but nothing appealed. That case wouldn’t get out of his head.

His phone vibrated from the coffee table. He sat up, picked it up to see Creed McBride’s number on the screen.

“Hey, Creed. What’s going on?”

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