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food chain from special agent to boss one day. Those were his hopes and dreams. There was no way he was going to let anyone judge him by his past. There was too much riding on it. Ethan had to support his grandfather back on the Rez. Timothy needed him to be the best and the brightest.
    Or he was going to have to resort to a life of crime.
    That didn't sit well with him. Next to profiling, the only thing he excelled at was stealing.
    “What the frig?” Jay muttered when the elevator stopped at the morgue floor. “Why can’t the dead rats use the freaking stairs like everyone else?”
    Blackhawk laughed.
    “Seriously?”
    “Maybe it’s because it’s a free country? Man! You’re uptight. I really hoped my next partner would be a little more laid back,” he said sarcastically, as he glanced down at his partner’s attire.
    Chinos?
    Did the man have no dignity?
    What was next? Jeans?
    God!
    Ethan hoped not. He wouldn’t know what to do with himself if his partner went that route. It might just make him insane. Dressing down had a place, and it wasn’t at work.
    “Finally! It’s moving again,” Jay said.
    Blackhawk ignored him. Jay was insane, and he didn't want to continue discussing the elevator. Ethan was the silent type. He liked to watch, observe, and not miss anything.
    When the elevator opened on their floor, they got in. Ethan could distinctly pick up some delicious scent. It was like someone had fresh baked cookies in there before they got in. It was spicy and warm, and very appealing.
    “Do you smell that?” he asked, sniffing the air. It was making him hungry.
    “What?” Jay asked, checking his phone for any messages. “What are you talking about?”
    “The perfume.”
    Jay sniffed the air. “Yeah, it smells good.”
    Good? Was he kidding? It smelled like heaven to Ethan. He’d never experienced it before. Women often smelled flowery, but this was delicious.
    It made him hungry.
    “You need a vacation. It’s perfume,” Jay said, grinning. “Some chick put on too much.”
    Ethan couldn’t shake it. He swore it was the best scent he’d ever smelled before.
    As they got out on their floor, Gabe was waiting for them. “What took you two so long?” he asked, glancing down at his watch.
    “The elevator was tied up. Someone took their time getting to the morgue,” Jay stated.
    “Oh, yeah, I just sent a team down. We have a case that’s come up.”
    “We?” Ethan asked. “You’re actually working one? That’s new.”
    “I’m your boss. I’m far from old and out of my league. I can certainly teach you two a lesson or three when it comes to working in the field.”
    “Sure thing, boss.”
    Gabe genuinely liked Ethan Blackhawk. The man was a hard worker, and his profiling skills were pretty damn handy. Now, if he could only keep him from running around like a maniac, he might be ahead of the game.
    “Let down your hair, Ethan, and get ready for some cases.”
    Automatically, he touched his ponytail. He kept his hair back for a reason.
    He wanted people to see him, not his ethnicity.
    “Uh, do I have to?” Blackhawk asked.
    “I meant figuratively, not literally,” Gabe offered, finding that funny.
    “What do you mean? We just got in from the field. There’s a twenty four hour day off between cases,” Jay stated, seeing his night off going down the tubes.
    “You picked up two more cases. I had to pull the agents, and tag, you’re it.”
    They both groaned.
    The worst thing in the world was cleaning up after two agents. They often made a mess and you had to fix their shit.
    “I don’t want to hear about it. You both need to pick up the slack. Just do it. The lead investigator left you her notes.”
    Jay opened the file. Inside, the pretty handwriting made him roll his eyes. Then he saw the name.
    Screw it.
    He’d take the case. Elizabeth LaRue might owe him a favor when it was done. That was something he wouldn’t mind. He heard through the grapevine that she was sexy as