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she’d done, she’d boxed up all her things in identical white boxes and called up her friends. All they knew was that Dustin was harassing her. What the girls didn’t know was that one of them was hiding something dangerous.
    â€œYou sure you can’t tonight?”
    She glanced at the clock. “It’s almost eleven. Some of us have work first thing in the morning, and I won’t have access to the boxes this late.” And she had a list of things she wanted to look up about Michael Evers now, thanks to Aiden. She had to know the truth.
    â€œOkay, okay.” He sipped from his drink. “Tell me more about the derby.”
    With her mind latched onto Michael Evers and his purported mobster status, it wasn’t easy to switch gears and keep the conversation rolling. But if she started clamming up over something like skating, he’d know for certain that she was hiding something.
    â€œWhat do you want to know?”
    â€œDo you play a position?”
    â€œYeah, I’m a pivot.”
    â€œWhat’s that?”
    â€œIt’s the lead blocker. Do you really want to talk about this right now?”
    â€œYou seem a little tense. I thought a change in conversation might help.”
    â€œIt’s not.” She glanced away and caught herself looking for a cop shadow that wasn’t there. A shiver stole down her spine. She was so used to having that protection around she now felt vulnerable without it. Was Aiden enough protection?
    â€œI’m sorry. I know this must be rough on you.”
    â€œYeah, rough, that’s a word for it.” She let her head fall back against the seat.
    â€œWhy is Matt Smith looking for you?”
    â€œI changed my mind, let’s talk about derby.”
    â€œMatt Smith.”
    â€œHe wants to keep me in his back pocket as a witness against Dustin. I gave the cop watching me tonight the slip. He probably realized it, called Matt, and now Matt is trying to check up on me. Matt really wants to bust Dustin for some reason. Problem is, somehow my idiot ex-husband manages to get someone else to take the fall for him.”
    Aiden shook his head. “A little history? A year ago the cops were about to take Evers down, but someone covered up the evidence and when he was arrested the whole case evaporated. How long you known Matt?”
    â€œMaybe six months. Why?”
    â€œMatt’s mentor was the detective in charge. When the shit hit the fan, someone had to take the blame. I imagine Matt is on a crusade.”
    It fit. Matt carried a weight around with him. A constant aura of anger that was uncomfortable at times to be around.
    â€œYou already knew who Matt was.”
    â€œI did.”
    â€œThen why ask me?”
    â€œTo see if you’d tell me the truth.”
    Madison gaped at him for a moment, visualizing her fist hitting his pretty face. Lot of good that would do her.
    â€œHow do you know all this?” she asked instead.
    Aiden stared at her and she held her breath. There were a number of things he wasn’t telling her. It wasn’t in anything he said or did. It was just a knowing.
    â€œI’ve got sources,” he said.
    He didn’t trust her enough to tell her. She didn’t like it, but she understood it.
    Cat Scratch skated toward them with a tray laden with food and drinks. The horrible part of Madison wanted the other woman to fall flat on her face and wear those burgers the rest of the night. Too bad Cat Scratch was actually a good skater.
    â€œWhat’s the deal with her?” Aiden asked.
    Madison sighed. “She thinks I beat her out for a spot on the travel team.”
    â€œWait, so you guys aren’t on the same team?”
    â€œNo.” Madison leaned closer, pitching her voice low. The other woman skated nearer, burdened now with their meal. “We’re in the same league. Within the league, there are five teams. The best players play on the travel team, too. Cat