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office before leaving the interrogation room. He’d just as soon miss any of the entourage following his boss around this morning. He reached for the door but it opened first. His partner walked in and closed the door behind him.
    “What the hell?” Lutz demanded. “Have you lost your mind?”
    Blake should have expected this. “I don’t know anything about who killed Barton.”
    Lutz set his hands on his hips and shook his head. “I should have seen it. You’ve asked me a million questions about Randall Barton. Who is he to you? What kind of grudge have you got against the guy?”
    “Whoa.” Blake held his hands up surrender style. “You should save that vivid imagination for the book you’re writing.” His partner fancied himself the next Grisham—without the law degree.
    “We’re partners,” Lutz argued, “there should be no secrets between us. Trust is far too important for this kind of crap to be happening.”
    “Put your money where your mouth is, partner, and trust
me
. I have no idea how Barton got himself murdered.”
    Lutz searched his face. “I do trust you, Duncan, but this is bad business. Barton has deep connections in this town. He will make you wish you’d never heard his name.”
    “I already do.”
    Lutz stopped Blake before he got out the door. “Does this have something to do with your brother’s murder?”
    Anger lit to simmer inside him. “Don’t be ridiculous.” Blake couldn’t look at his partner now. The thing he had said about trust was true. Partners shouldn’t have secrets. Yet, Blake couldn’t share this with him.
    “You moved down here a few months after his death. His murder case was closed, the killers are awaiting trial. I can’t imagine what you’re after, but I’m guessing his murder is your motive.”
    Blake glared at him, frustrated at the situation… at himself. “What the hell, man?”
    “That’s right,” Lutz confessed. “I’ve been doing a little research the past couple of days. Randall Barton was on a business trip in New York the week your brother was murdered. Do you really believe he was somehow involved in your brother’s murder? Is that what the last year has been about? All the questions?” He shook his head. “Damn it, I should have figured this out before now.”
    Somehow Blake managed to find his voice. “Like I said, save it for the book.” He reached for the door again and this time he was successful in escaping. He couldn’t get out of the station fast enough. Slipping out the rear exit, the door had just closed behind him when he realized he’d jumped from the firing pan into the fire.
    Blond hair streamed down her back. She stood, her arms wrapped around herself, doing her best to stay hidden behind a cluster of crepe myrtles. As if she’d sensed his presence, she turned to look at him.
    Blake scanned the back lot and the street before daring to meet her expectant gaze. She didn’t smoke so she wasn’t out here to grab a few puffs.
    “I’m waiting for my ride.” She glanced toward the street. “Marie had to drop her kids at school. Waiting out front was…”
    She didn’t have to say the rest. Reporters had taken over the street in front of the station. The Bartons were always front-page news. Austin’s murder and his estranged wife’s suspected involvement was major headlines. Somehow Blake managed a nod. Offering her a ride would be a mistake. As much as he wanted to question her about her husband’s enemies, he had no desire to get tangled up in the murder investigation. He had his own investigation to conduct. Frankly, he couldn’t say he was sorry the bastard was dead.
    Still, he wanted to say something… “I’m sure the department will do everything possible to find the person or persons responsible for your husband’s murder.”
    She looked down. “I’m afraid to go back to my place.”
    It was a crime scene. She couldn’t go back even if she wasn’t afraid. “You’ll be staying with a