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seemed, Brooke wasn’t about to talk her out of it. Besides…she’d have missed Jenny like crazy if she hadn’t made the move.
    Jenny came skipping out from the back carrying an armful of colorful yoga mats. “Hey!” She dropped them off on a counter next to the door and gave Brooke a hug. “I didn’t know you were stopping by this morning.”
    “I had a few minutes.” Brooke stepped into the middle of the room and twirled in the wide-open space. “It’s great. It feels so peaceful compared to the bustle of the grand opening party.”
    “That was fun, but I like this better.”
    Brooke sniffed the air. “What’s that smell?”
    “A new candle. Lavender and vanilla. Isn’t it divine?” Jenny inhaled deeply and closed her eyes. “I swear I’m tempted to wear it as perfume.”
    “Nice. You nervous about your first set of classes?”
    Jenny’s face lit up. “Not at all. I’m so excited. I have twelve people all signed up for the one this afternoon. The Monday-morning class is completely sold out. I thought I’d have to do a lot of free stuff to talk people into trying it, but that hasn’t been the case.”
    “Maybe that other lady had already whetted their appetite for a yoga class.”
    “Well, then I should find out who she was and thank her.”
    Brooke started laughing. “Yeah, about that…”
    “What’s so funny?”
    She winced, hoping Jenny wouldn’t take the news as bad karma. “I heard the story about what happened with the yoga center that was supposed to have opened up here before.”
    “What?” Jenny looked worried. “Tell me.”
    “Turns out that lady is in prison now.”
    “No way. Stop. You’re lying.” Jenny took a step back. “You’re serious?”
    Brooke nodded. “Dead serious.”
    “Bad joke, Brooke.”
    “It was a little funny, admit it.”
    “Okay, no thank-you notes to jailbirds. I’ll just take the good karma and roll with it,” Jenny said.
    “Good idea.”
    “Are you coming to the class this afternoon?” Jenny asked.
    Brooke hiked herself up onto one of the stools in front of the smoothie bar. “I wouldn’t miss it. I need the balance, that’s for sure.” But Brooke’s nerves were on edge and Jenny was giving her the look. She could always tell when something was on her mind.
    “What’s up?”
    Brooke let out a sigh. “I talked to Connor. I got the name of the investigator.”
    “Thank goodness. What did he say?”
    “I haven’t contacted him yet.”
    “Why not?”
    “Maybe I’ll call Monday once we get past your first weekend of classes and all.”
    Jenny picked up the cordless phone on her counter. “Don’t you dare use me as an excuse to delay this any longer, Brooke Justice. Lord, girl, call him now.”
    “I think it might be the same guy I told you about over at the farm.”
    “The ‘not Cody Tuggle, but not a troll’ guy?” Jenny’s face lit up. “The one you are interested in whether you care to admit it or not?”
    Brooke hid her face with her hands to keep Jenny from seeing her smile. Jenny knew her too well. She dropped her hands and tried to look serious. “Stop. It’s not like that, but seriously, wouldn’t it be weird if it’s him?”
    “Why?”
    “Because I said I’d go to dinner with him, and now I’d be airing my dirty laundry.”
    “There’s nothing dirty in your laundry. It’s Keith that’s the dirty scoundrel. Call him,” Jenny said, nudging the phone toward her.
    “I can call him when I get back to the office. What if he can see me today, and that makes me late for the class? I just didn’t want to—”
    “Let me down? Don’t be stupid. If we don’t take care of this mess with Keith, you might not be around to let me down. And I have gotten used to you being around.”
    Brooke rolled her eyes. “You’re being dramatic.”
    “I’m being practical. Dial!”
    “Fine,” Brooke said. She took the piece of paper from her purse and dialed the number before she chickened out. He answered the phone on

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