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half hour ago, so I thought I would check and see how you were doing. The police are gone, and you’re in the clear.”
    “Thanks,” she said, still maintaining her distance, but he was unable to stand there and watch her stretch and fidget around for one more second without touching her. He knew Tiffany wasn’t involved in the robberies, and whatever he had overheard probably had a completely innocent explanation—which, again, was none of his business. He crossed the space between them, pulling her up close to melt the ice that had formed in between them.
    “Oh, no, don’t,” she said, surprising him with a hand planted right to his chest, pushing him away.
    It wasn’t the reaction he expected. “Why?” he asked, stepping back.
    “I need a shower, to brush my teeth and put on some decent clothes. All living creatures—especially you—should keep at least a three-foot perimeter from me until I do.”
    Garrett laughed, a mix of relief and humor at her revelation. She was looking a bit rumpled at the moment, especially her hair after pushing her hands through it, but he couldn’t say he cared. She still looked cute and sexy to him.
    “Listen, it’s almost dinnertime. My hotel is closer than your place. Come back with me, clean up and we’ll get some food and talk. Sound good?”
    Her eyes warmed, and then she looked away. Not a good sign.
    “I can’t. I have to call my parents about the robbery and…do some other stuff.”
    “You’re exhausted. No way am I letting you drive.” Reaching out to cup her chin with his fingers, he stared into her eyes.
    She stiffened. “I’m perfectly able to take care of myself, thanks.”
    “Ouch.”
    Her shoulders sagged. “I just have things to do, Garrett, and there’s no point in dragging this out.” She pointed a hand between him and herself, indicating “you and me.” “You have a vacation to get to, and I have to—”
    “I get it, Tiffany,” he said, relenting. He was disappointed, and a bit concerned, but he wouldn’t push. “But listen, I need to get my watch back from you. Let me drive you back. I’ll get the watch and leave. Okay?”
    Her beautiful mouth pursed as she considered, and then she nodded. “I am pretty tired. I’d forgotten about the watch.”
    “That’s okay. You have a lot on your mind.”
    “Just let me set the vault again—not that it matters, I guess—and then I can close up,” she said, leaving to go deal with the vault.
    Garrett eyed the cell phone that she left on the desk, and paused. He was about to cross a line, and he knew it. But his instincts were still prickling about that phone call, and he worried that Tiffany was in some kind of trouble.
    Picking up the phone, he checked the numbers on the incoming calls, saw the name Sally Hooper, and quickly memorized it. Garrett was pretty sure that Tiffany wasn’t involved with the jewel thieves, but she might have unwittingly given up information she didn’t realize others could have used to get inside the store. Or maybe he was wrong about her.
    Putting the phone back on the desk, he took out his own, and dialed the number.
    “Hello?” a very cranky, but sophisticated-sounding female voice answered.
    “Hello, Mrs. Hooper?”
    “Yes?”
    “My name is Gary Iverson, and I was told that Tiffany Walker had done some work for you?”
    “Are you a lawyer? Are you working for my husband?” The woman’s voice went up a notch.
    “No, no, I’m thinking about hiring Ms. Walker myself, and I was just wondering if you could give her a reference. She said you’d be happy to,” he offered congenially.
    “Well, so much for her services being confidential,” the woman said waspishly, making Garrett cringe inwardly. He wasn’t helping Tiffany win rave reviews, but it sounded like the woman wasn’t exactly thrilled with her in the first place.
    “She didn’t say a word about what work she was doing for you, just that you were a reference.”
    “Huh. Well, she’s a nice