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maybe it was the sudden realization that she’d made a grave tactical error. He’d been shocked by her earlier announcement, but he’d hidden it quickly. Naturally she’d assumed he was reacting to news of the break-in.
    But what if he was more worried to hear that she’d seen the transplant patient die?
    “It’s been—it’s been quite a day,” she stammered asthe idea took root. Who better to warn Cadaver Man of the HFH investigation than someone inside Transplant? But why? And how did the patients figure in? The missing pharmaceuticals? She needed to know more about Logan Hart. More about the department.
    “I’ll phone those two detectives and have them look at your office,” he promised. “Why don’t you head back to the apartment building and get some rest? It’s almost quitting time.”
    He knew where she was staying. And, as a ranking doctor, he could probably talk his way right past the guards in the lobby. Nia suppressed a quick shudder, then realized she could use it. She tilted her head down and glanced up at him. “I’ll do that, thanks. But it’s a little lonely there. And after what happened today…”
    His eyes changed. Maybe they softened or maybe they took on a predatory gleam.
    And maybe she was falling in love with her own theory and needed to back off until she had more facts.
    “What about your…partner?”
    “Rathe?” She shrugged. “He’s an incredible investigator. But he’s not exactly the kind of guy I’d choose to spend an evening with. He’s not very warm and fuzzy.”
    Hart coughed, and she couldn’t tell if he was covering a laugh. “Go home and get some sleep, you look bushed.” He glanced at her, eyes betraying nothing. “There’s a formal dinner tomorrow in honor of Director Talbot and his contributions to transplant medicine. I’ll pick you up at seven.” He lifted up the phone. “Rightnow I’ll call the detectives, then find you another office to use.”
    “Thanks, Logan.” She stood, mission accomplished almost too easily. “I think I’ll follow the doctor’s orders and quit for the night. It’s been a long day.”
    She feigned a tired slump as she left, but once out the door, she turned right, away from the garage access. Maybe Logan was involved, maybe he wasn’t.
    But it didn’t hurt for him to think she’d gone home when she planned on more snooping. If she could find a connection between him and Cadaver Man…
    She’d have the case solved before Rathe knew what hit him.
     
    LATER THAT NIGHT nerves and excitement thrummed in Nia’s chest as the service elevator carried her down into the depths of Boston General. The doors slid open with a hiss, and she stepped out into the damp corridor. It was warmer than before, and machine noise echoed from every surface until she could hear almost nothing else. She took another step, heard her heels echo on the cement floor.
    And heard something else behind her.
    She spun, but not quickly enough. Strong fingers gripped her upper arms. A powerfully muscled leg wrapped around both of hers, and a firm, warm body pinned her against the wall, effectively neutralizing all her hard-learned defenses.
    “You promised not to come back down here alone.” Instead of shouting the words, Rathe nearly whisperedthem, his mouth near her ear, his breath warm on the side of her neck. His pulse, fast and strong, beat against her skin, reminding her of another time.
    You promised to love me, was her first response, quickly stifled. Those had been empty words spoken in the heat of the moment, soon forgotten. And they had no place in the present. So she glared into the gray-blue eyes above hers, raised an eyebrow and said, “I lied.”
    His eyes darkened. They breathed in tandem, pressed together at hip and chest like lovers. He released her abruptly and stepped away. “Darn it, Nia—”
    She held up a hand. “Don’t start.” She breathed past the ball of warmth in her stomach. “Now. Do you want to compare notes,