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his eyes were full of playful mischievousness.
    “This leaves three stores including—”
    “Sara?”
    “We should have started here. Mr. Ward described the bag as about twelve inches square. There’s a receipt from Groovin’ Beat.”
    “Sounds like a music store.”
    “That it does, and a small bag like that would be ideal for them.”
    “People actually still buy CDs?”

    Sara shook her head and pulled him in the direction of the store.

 

     
    Movin ’ To The Beat
     
    “SEEMS WE’VE GOT THE RIGHT place.” Sean pointed at the yellow bag hanging from a woman’s arm as she came out of Groovin’ Beat.
    “I’d say we do, darling.” Sara looped her arm through his and he led her to the side of the store’s entrance.
    “Sean, what are you doing?”
    “Assuming they do have cameras, they’re not just going to hand the footage over to just anyone.”
    One corner of her mouth lifted, and it had him wanting to kiss her and take her home. Two things stopped him from doing exactly that—the fire in Sara ’s eyes and her energy that spoke of slight impatience over waiting on him to explain.
    “If we go in there like this,” he gestured down to where their arms were connected, “they’re going to know something’s off.”
    “You think we should pose as cops? It seems to me someone pointed out how impersonating an officer was wrong.”
    “Darling,” he ran a hand down her arm, “that was so yesterday.” He smiled at her, and as her face melted into the mirrored expression, the urge to lift her off her feet and cart her home was almost irresistible. “We should go in there posing as investigators.”
    Her eyes enlarged. “I have a better idea. See how we’re dressed?”
    He took in their apparel, every piece of fabric and accessory top of the line. “They won’t buy that either will they?”
    “They might. It’s probably teens working the counter and a young adult who is the manager, but I have a better idea.” She leaned in to tell him, and her warm breath heightened his interest.
    After she told him and went to pull back, he said, “I have an even better idea.”
    Her eyes narrowed seductively. “You put that one to bed right now.”
    “It’s not the idea I’d like to take to bed.”
    She wagged her finger at him, spun on her heels, and headed into the store.

     
    A man, who had passed the stages of pubescent awkwardness and physical curses, watched each step she took. Sara guessed him to be nineteen, maybe twenty.
    His gaze passed from her shoes, then lingered on her chest before traveling farther up to meet her eyes. He wasn’t shy about his ogling. Girls his age might want to use caution with this playboy.
    Sara extended her hand, her long slender fingers reaching out to him, her nails manicured with french tips and the perfect length to disclose that she didn ’t have any need for a keyboard.
    He took her hand, his attention still locked on her eyes. He held onto her until she took her hand back, doing so in such a manner that would fool him into thinking she was attracted to him.
    Sean cleared his throat behind her.
    She didn ’t turn to acknowledge him and fought the smirk that wanted to give birth. Despite his protests that he was over any bit of jealousy, she knew better.
    She put herself into character and rolled her eyes.
    The clerk, whose silver tag read Collin, acknowledged Sean with a sour facial expression. It was as if he viewed Sean as an interruption in what could be a great thing, if he were left alone with Sara.
    “Oh, never mind me. I’m just here to get the job done,” Sean said.
    “The job?” Collin glanced from Sean to Sara.
    Sean stepped up next to Sara. “Yeah, we’re both in insurance. Same team, too, not that you’d necessarily believe it.”
    “The job?” Collin jutted his head forward. He seemed to be stuck on that point.
    “Yes, the job .” Sean stared him down.
    Sara put a hand on Sean’s chest. “You should go back and crawl into that hole