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you know that you are single-handedly and without equal the best source for my new-client referrals?”
    “Very funny. Can you help me or not?”
    “I’m walking out of my office right now. I’m only ten minutes away from the police station. I’ll meet you there. You paying her bond, if she needs it?”
    “Yes. And thanks, Zachary.”
    Clay drove toward the police station, keeping Zeke in the forefront of his mind as he then focused his split attention to help save Em from any unwarranted, rambunctious prosecution.

Chapter Five
     
    Emma Rae declined to make further comment after Detective Rollins demanded an answer about her past.
    “Do I need a lawyer?”
    “I don’t know, do you?” It was amazing that his demeanor had changed so quickly. In the space of a single conversation with a colleague, the detective had gone from concerned officer trying to understand and document her version of events during a horrendous bank robbery to accusatory and wanting her to defend something she was innocent of from her past.
    “What if I decline to answer questions about my past?” Her tone of voice was light. She really didn’t want to discuss her history. It brought a whole host of unwanted fears and memories into her brain. She hated to remember the bad times from her life before moving to Ryder. Often they seeped into her nightmares. That was plenty.
    “Then I’d have to wonder what you’re hiding.” The detective’s tone was not playful in the least. It was dead serious.
    Emma Rae understood all about men like him. Mentally, her guard went up to the highest place possible. She crossed her arms as if it might protect her. “I’d like to make a phone call, please. I’d like to have my lawyer present.” She only wished she actually had a lawyer on call. But she didn’t.
    The lawyer she’d used two years ago didn’t practice in this state, and he’d totally sucked as a reliable source of legal representation anyway. Then she remembered Clay. Her good friend. He’d help her, wouldn’t he?
    The detective blustered for several minutes. “You don’t need to call anyone. We aren’t charging you. We just want to ask a few more questions.”
    “I insist.” She’d been to court before. If she’d had any semblance of a good lawyer the last time, the case might not have gone on so long before she was acquitted of all charges. As she should have been in the first place and immediately. Decisions involving law enforcement often changed on a dime. She understood they often had to react quickly to thwart crime, but she wasn’t guilty. And she wasn’t going to be as cooperative as she’d been the last time. That scenario had ended with her in jail without bond.
    After her quick phone call with Clay, less than half an hour later, an attractive, well-muscled, dark-haired man showed up to defend her with the announcement, “Hi, I’m Zachary Barrett. I’m here as your attorney to represent your interests. And for the record, I don’t think you’re in any jeopardy of arrest.”
    “I appreciate that. But I don’t want any more surprise questions.” In the space of twenty minutes, Emma Rae told him the story of her past, the story of what happened at the bank, and the question the police wanted answered that had alarmed her. She also got him up to date on the line of questioning that had brought him here in the first place. The only thing she didn’t reveal was the kiss she’d shared with Zeke. She felt that was no one’s business but theirs.
    Zachary listened intently as she explained about the former boyfriend who’d not wanted to end their relationship. The closet he’d locked her in for nearly forty hours to get her to change her mind. She gave a brief rundown on the dark, scary place that had been her short-term prison. She mentioned the huge black gun he’d had pointed at her when he finally freed her from seemingly endless captivity.
    The mere memory of that door opening still sent her into screaming