Jonah Steel has fallen in love with Melanie Carmichael but refuses to make a commitment until he has solved the mystery of his family’s past. A new threat has surfaced, and he needs to eliminate it.

Melanie loves Jonah but has yet to surrender completely to his needs. Still, she wants a promise that he can't yet make. While the ghosts of her past still hover around her, she joins him on his quest for answers. Together, they vow to find the truth.

But the deeper they dig, the more danger they uncover…

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“Dr. Carmichael?”

I looked over my shoulder. Officer Ruby Lee, whom I had met while I was in the hospital and talked with several times, walked off the elevator toward me. I almost hadn’t recognized her because she wasn’t in uniform. She wore khaki pants and a white Oxford shirt buttoned almost all the way up. Her slick, dark hair was still pulled back and secured in a severe bun.

She had lovely features and searing blue eyes, yet she still dressed like a man when she wasn’t in uniform. To each her own.

“Officer Lee, what are you doing here?”

She smiled broadly. “It’s Detective Lee now.”

“Oh. Congratulations. I was wondering why you weren’t in uniform.”

“I didn’t expect to see you here tonight,” she said.

“I didn’t expect to be here either. But here I am. Why put this off, you know? It’s not going to get any easier.”

“Well, don’t let me bother you. I was going to look around. I want to make sure the uniforms and the others didn’t miss anything.”

“Anything new on the case? Do you have any leads?”

“No. I’m afraid not. I’ve talked to just about everyone I can, even though this isn’t officially my case anymore. In fact, I probably shouldn’t even be here. I’m off duty. But something about this case…”

I startled. “What?”

She shook her head. “It’s kind of…personal to me. Let’s leave it at that.”

I was a psychotherapist. I couldn’t leave anything “at that.”

“Make yourself at home, such that it is. If you’re here to help, you’re certainly welcome.”

“Thanks. I appreciate it.” She followed me into the loft.