“I got it covered,” Hagan said as he tried to swallow a
mouthful of eggs. “Damn, kid, this is good. I didn’t know you
could cook.”
Kelly slipped behind Nick and grabbed a plate. He
kept his hand on the small of Nick’s back, ostensibly so
Nick wouldn’t back into him in the small galley. When he
moved again, though, his hand stayed there. He gave Nick
a sideways grin before dragging his fingers across Nick’s hip
and moving away.
Nick shivered violently. He was so intent on Kelly that
he burned himself on the stove when he reached for the pan.
He was still cursing and sucking on the end of his finger as
he scrambled for his aloe plant when JD and Julian both
joined them.
“Smooth, Detective,” Julian commented. His voice was
just as droll as Nick remembered it being from their first
meeting.
Nick broke off a tip of one of the aloe leaves and rubbed
it over his finger, casting a glare in Julian’s direction. “I had an idea last night,” Nick told him.
“Really? I can’t imagine where you got the time,” Julian
drawled.
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Nick narrowed his eyes, but he wasn’t the type to be
embarrassed about much of anything. “If that star is in Boston, I know someone who might be able to help us find it.”
Julian perked up at that. He glanced at the others, who
were all watching Nick with wide eyes. “And who might
that be?”
“Well, it’s stolen goods. Even in 1908, there were only so
many people you could go to with stolen goods and keep it
quiet for this long.”