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barely made it outside before Dylan caught up with him.
    “Where the hell do you think you’re going?” his partner demanded.
    “To find your sister, jackass,” Reese shot back. “In case you haven’t figured it out, Sherman was the one who almost ran her off the road. I need to find her before that son of a bitch does.”
    “Like hell you are,” Dylan snapped. “What you’re going to do is stay the hell away from her. You’ve caused enough trouble.”
    “Me?” Reese snorted. “There’s a psycho looking to settle the score with you, and apparently, he’s decided he’s going to start with your sister. So, if anyone is responsible for this mess, it’s you, asshole.”
    Dylan’s eyes narrowed, and Reese thought his partner was going to take a swing at him again. Fine. If he wanted a fight, he was damn well going to get one.
    “Sinclair!”
    From the corner of his eye, Reese saw a homicide inspector named Kellogg poke his head out the door.
    “Captain wants to see you.”
    Dylan glared at Reese. “Don’t go anywhere.”
    Reese shook his head as he watched his partner jog up the steps and into the building. Don’t go anywhere. Right. There was a lunatic looking to take out his vengeance on Kat. No fucking way was he going to stand there and wait to go another round with his soon-to-be ex-partner.
    * * * * *
    Kat knew it was crazy to leave the one place she’d be safe, but she couldn’t stand there anymore and watch the two men she loved come to blows over her. So, she’d hopped in her poor beat-up Mini and gone back to her office just long enough to cry on Becka’s shoulder before checking into a hotel.
    “Are you sure you wouldn’t rather stay at my place?” Becka asked.
    It was tempting, but Kat shook her head. “Reese and Dylan will look for me there, and I can’t face either of them right now.”
    Becka nodded. “I get that, but if there’s some guy after you, a hotel might not be the safest place to be.”
    “I’ll be fine,” Kat assured her. “If Reese or Dylan ask, promise me you won’t tell them where I am.”
    “I promise.” Becka threw her arms around Kat. “Call me when you get to the hotel.”
    Kat leaned back against the headboard and hugged her knees to her chest. How had everything gone so wrong? All she’d wanted was be with the man she loved, and instead, she’d destroyed everything. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get the image of Reese and Dylan fighting out of her head. She never would have thought either one could be capable of hurting the other. They were best friends. At least, they had been until she’d come between them.
    She didn’t know how long she sat there berating herself for the mess she’d made, but she must have dozed off because she jerked awake when she heard a sound outside the door. She sat up straighter and reached for her cell phone just as whomever it was knocked.
    “Kat, it’s Reese.”
    Her heart gave an involuntary little flutter at the sound of his voice, but she ignored it. Reese was probably only there to yell at her for telling Dylan about their relationship. Maybe if she didn’t answer, he would go away.
    Reese knocked again, more insistently this time. “Kat, I know you’re in there.”
    Kat didn’t answer.
    Outside the door, Reese sighed. “Honey, come on. Let me in. I need to talk to you.”
    She knew she should keep quiet, but she couldn’t. “Well, I don’t want to talk to you. Go away.”
    On the other side of the door, Reese muttered something she couldn’t quite hear. “Kat, you might as well open the door. If you don’t, I’ll just get the manager to do it for me.”
    Crap .
    One of the disadvantages of dating a cop. Might as well just get the argument over with. Jumping off the bed, she stomped over to the door and yanked it open to glare at Reese.
    “I have nothing to say to you,” she told him coldly.
    “Well, I have plenty to say to you,” he said, brushing past her into the room. “What the