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Carolina shook her head, laughing softly. “You’ve seen the documentation about my company detective. My company helps out the military. Period. There’s no call-girl service here.”

Blackheart frowned at her tired words.

“If I could release details about my clients I would,” she said eventually, “but their privacy has to be sacrosanct. Some of the issues are extremely sensitive.”

“You know I’ll find out eventually,” he warned.

She laughed with frustration, shaking her head. ‘’I’m flattered that you think I’m this cunning Madam, running a call-girl service out of my building, but you’ve got it all wrong, Detective. My company and I are exactly as we’ve stated to you, many times before.”

He stared at her a long moment, his eyes unfathomable, before he turned for the door. “Thank you for your time, Ms. Jones.”

Then he was gone.

Carolina sagged in her chair, both energized and defeated. The detective was a beautiful man, but obviously hard-headed as all get out. The man couldn’t see what was right in front of him…

“You okay, Carolina?”

She looked up at Mel, hanging onto the door jamb. “Yeah, I’m fine. I just don’t understand why the man won’t leave my company alone.”

Mel grinned, and wiggled her dark brows. “I don’t think it’s the company he’s interested in,” she said before disappearing.

Carolina sighed. Normally that would get her excited, but it was hard to get excited when her company was under threat. She wondered how long it would be before she saw the detective again.

It didn’t matter, she told herself firmly. You have a business to run. And now you need to call your older sister and beg her to help out, so get your ass in gear.

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