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bud pretty quickly.
    “ Really,”
said Griffin as he pulled out his phone. “And at which part of the
discussion did he feel the need to kiss you?”
    “What are you talking about?” I really
couldn’t believe the way this conversation was going.
    Griffin
showed me the screen on his phone and there was a lovely photo of
Dominic kissing my hand. Obviously one of those law enforcement
agencies had felt that Griffin needed that bit of information as
well. Good to see my tax dollars at work. Now that I thought about
it, I wouldn’t put it past Dominic to have known we were being
watched. It would appeal to his sense of humor to put me in this
position.
    “He was leaving and I thought he was shaking
my hand when he kissed it lightly. You’re the one always telling me
how dangerous he is. Did you want me to just haul off and slap
him?” I said.
    I could tell that there were two parts of
Griffin warring against each other. The side that wanted me to hit
the man who dared to touch me and the side that knew how bad a move
that would have been.
    “ You have to
stop stepping into these situations,” Griffin said
tightly.
    “What are you talking about?” I replied.
    “ Finding
bodies, dealing with people who are dangerous. You just don’t think
about the consequences of what you are doing,” Griffin said as he
started pacing the room.
    “ None of this
is my fault,” I said. I was getting tired of having to constantly
tell people this.
    “ Yet you are
always in the middle of it,” Griffin said.
    I stopped.
Maybe he was right. There had to be some reason why I found myself
in these situations. I’d spent my whole life being the good,
responsible, practical girl. Was it possible that I was actually a
trouble magnet who attracted the bad boys? I mean Dominic
definitely fell under that definition, but I preferred to think of
Travis as more slightly off track rather than completely bad. Maybe
I was giving out some weird psychic vibes that attracted trouble.
Seriously, I was working in a strip club for a man who thought it
was completely acceptable to film people without their knowledge.
How could that possibly come under the banner of being normal?
Maybe I should talk to Monique about getting me a nice quiet office
job for a change. No celebrities, no eccentric artists, just me, a
computer and a few weeks without dealing with the insanity that was
Hollywood.
    “ You‘ve got
to start thinking before you rush into these messes Trudie, or one
day you’re going to get hurt.” Griffin kept going, not realizing
that he was now talking to himself. I was having the beginning of a
life crisis over in my part of the room.
    “Are you even listening to me?” he asked as
he stopped pacing.
    No I wasn’t. I nodded though, no point in
getting him madder than he already was. Unfortunately Griffin knew
me better than that and he knew that I had checked out of this
conversation several minutes ago. He stiffened noticeably. “If
you’re not interested in what I have to say then I guess I’d better
just go.”
    “Don’t Jake, please.” I hated when Griffin
and I argued. “Can’t we just sit down and talk about this, try to
sort it out before it gets to the point we can’t fix it.”
    I thought I’d
got through to him, but then the shutters came over his emotions
and that blank shell that he was famed for in the police force came
back. “I need to get back to work,” he said.
    I stepped
aside from the door. “Fine.” I wasn’t going to stop him. If he
wasn’t ready to fight for us then I wasn’t going to try to force
him. Griffin opened the door only to find Sean standing outside,
hand raised, ready to knock. He nodded at Sean and stalked
off.
    Sean followed Griffin with his eyes and then
swung around to me.
    “ Griffin
looked mad,” said Sean.
    “ Just a
little disagreement,” I said.
    “What did you do?” asked Sean.
    I turned my head to him slowly, trying
desperately to remember that he was a teenage boy and