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Where would I have stuck it?”
    Where Alisha had wanted to stick Billy Wade’s toupee on New Year’s Eve? She didn’t dare ask that for fear he might confirm her suspicions. “I only know that the prosecution has a witness’s statement that claims you tossed something into the water and it looked a lot like a gun. I don’t want any surprises if they happen to recover it from the river.”
    Les sat back and rubbed his chin with one tanned hand. “It was probably the maracas.”
    â€œMaracas?” This was the first she’d heard about that.
    â€œYeah. I was shaking them while I was singing ‘Jingle Bells’ on the riverboat. I was going to throw them to this group of girls standing on the riverbank, but I missed and they fell into the water.”
    Good thing, otherwise he might have hit one of the girls in the head, resulting in another assault charge. “Okay, this is where we stand. I’m going to argue against the weapons charge, but my guess is we’re going to have to go to trial on the other charges.”
    â€œThere’s going to be a trial?”
    Wake up and smell the coffee, you jerk, Alisha wanted to say to him. Instead she said, “Yes, and that means you’ll need to clean up your act and be on your best behavior.”
    â€œDo I have to cut my hair?”
    â€œWouldn’t hurt.”
    â€œOh, man.” Les collapsed back into the seat and sighed. “I was hoping it wouldn’t come to this. I’ve got better things to do than get tied up with a trial.”
    Like she didn’t. “Well, you’re going to be tied up and locked up until then. If we’re lucky, the trial will be scheduled within the month.”
    â€œI have to stay here a whole month?”
    Weary of Les’s whining, Alisha gathered her notes and shoved them into her briefcase. “Most likely yes. And while you’re here, try to keep your clothes on, okay?”
    â€œI’ll try, but there’s this woman jailer and I think she has the hots for me.”
    Oh, how she wished she could order full-body restraints for the streaker. “The last thing you need is to seduce a jailer. Otherwise you’ll be spending a lot longer than a few weeks in here, guaranteed. Any questions?”
    Les unfolded from the chair and stuck out his chest like a barnyard rooster heading for the henhouse. “Nope. I’ll let you know if I think of anything.”
    â€œYou do that. I’ll be back when we’re ready to discuss your testimony.” If she decided to put him on the stand, assuming they went to trial, which she honestly hoped they didn’t.
    Alisha called for the guard, and as she turned to go Les said, “I thought of something.”
    She faced him again. “Yes?”
    He gave her a lecherous once-over. “Since I can’t give you any money, I’ve thought of how I can repay you.”
    Oh, joy. “That’s not necessary. The state pays me.”
    â€œBut I’d like to show my gratitude in some way. Maybe we could have some dinner?”
    â€œHow do you intend to pay for that?”
    He hesitated a moment. “Good point. Maybe I’ll get a job.”
    He said it as if that whole concept just now occurred to him. “Good idea, Mr. Massey.” She wanted to suggest the cabaret club on the interstate that catered to women but refrained.
    Alisha strode out of the conference room as quickly as her feet allowed. Ironic that she’d been asked to dinner twice in recent days by two men—an egotistical exhibitionist and an irresistible testosterone tank. One wasn’t at all her type. And the other, well, for all intents and purposes, he was a nemesis. A handsome hunk and expert lover who still plagued her thoughts on an hourly basis.
    Funny, sleeping with the enemy again had never looked so good.
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    â€œMr. Fortune, you have a call on line one.”
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