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down at the swimming center,” she began to reveal, “the one down by the campground.”

    Hart nodded. “I know it,” he replied. “This guy, who was he?”

    “Carter,” Linzy added, her voice growing in confidence. “You can’t miss him, he has a huge scar running right across his face, and a badly broken nose. He was nice, though, sweet talking type, you know? And he took me down a hillside off the back of the campground to show me the farm. It’s…”

    Linzy paused, and Jane knew this was the pivotal moment, the thing she did not want to give away. She reached out, taking Linzy’s boiling hot hands in her grip.

    “It’s okay,” she soothed, “you can say where the place is.”

    “Well,” the woman began again quietly. “I can’t exactly. It’s covered over with lots of bushes. You don’t even see it ‘til you’re right beside it in the trees. And it goes underground a little, where it’s cooler for the plants I guess. They siphon water off the swimming lake in little pipelines.”

    “How many plants would you say they’re growing?” Hart pressed.

    “A couple hundred at least,” Linzy replied. “It was pretty impressive. I’ve never been able to grow one, let alone… Well, anyway.”

    She sipped at her chocolate again. Hart rose from his seat and gave Jane a little tilt of his head. She got up too, dusting down her outfit.

    “Thank you for helping us, Linzy,” she said.

    “No, thank you for finding me,” the woman replied. “I mean, God only knows what would have happened to me otherwise, right?”

    “Right,” Hart said, smiling reassuringly. “Would you excuse us just a moment?”

    He began to make for the door, Jane beside him, but as they both reached the exit to the baking hot room, Linzy called after them suddenly.

    “I should tell you,” she admitted, looking down at the ground, “this Carter guy had at least eight others with him when I went down to the farm. And… they had guns. All of them.”

    Jane felt a lump leap into her throat.

    “Thanks, that’s helpful,” Hart answered calmly.

    And with that he led Jane out of the door. They raced for the cool, fresh air of early evening, gasping deep breaths off the veranda at the back of the lodge. Jane took a tissue from her pocket and dabbed at her face, trying not to spoil her makeup as she mopped up a little sweat. Hart had much more of an animal approach to the problem, peeling off his shirt and wiping his face and hair with that instead.

    He was a glorious sight once again, and up close Jane watched his muscles ripple all over his torso. In the fading light, he skin seemed to gleam like freshly-smelted gold, still red from the fire. Hart caught her looking, and he grinned. The grin threw Jane off a little, and she frowned at him despite the tingles creeping into her body.

    “You are going to call the cops, right?” she asked him. “Only, Linzy just told you that there are nine armed men dealing drugs in the park, and you still look cool as a cucumber.”

    “Cool as a cucumber?” Hart challenged. “Who even says that anymore? Damn it Jane, you’re so cute.”

    It was the first time he had really given her an outright compliment, though their glances and smiles at one another had said much before. She tried not to smile, not to be sucked into his complacency, because this was serious stuff.

    “Answer me, Hart,” she demanded.

    He turned, resting his hands on her biceps. It was only in the firmness of his grip that she realized how much she was shaking.

    “This isn’t your problem now, Jane,” he assured her. “You’ve helped so much with getting the information, but now it’s up to me and the boys. I’ll rally them tomorrow, and we’ll sort Carter and his Boys in the Wood out ourselves. It’s how we do things in the clan.”

    “But guns , Hart,” Jane pressed. “I know you shifter types are tough and all, but you’re not going to stand there and tell me that guns aren’t going