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His hand came out with the one I wanted to try—the snickerdoodle Snickers one—and took a bite.

He groaned. “Holy shit.”

I snapped my fingers at him. “Break me off a piece so I know whether I need to get another one.”

He laughed and handed the whole cookie to me. “I’ll go grab my own.” He glanced at the place. “Is this new?”

I nodded.

“Wait for me, and I’ll walk you back since I don’t see your car,” he ordered.

I did, waiting for him to finish up inside, and laughing when he came out with a box that looked very similar to mine.

“You got a lot,” I pointed out.

“I got everything she had ready.” He shrugged. “I’ll take it back to the station. Did you talk to Quincy yet?”

My brows rose. “He got a call at like o-dark-thirty, and then he left.”

“He went to Kentucky.” He smiled. “Ask me why.”

My heart hurt a little bit. “Kentucky?”

Why had he not told me that he was leaving?

“He’s probably just about to land,” he said. “You’re not asking me why.”

Heart aching, I asked, “Why?”

“Because Taite DeRosa was seen at a hotel in connection with his murder case,” he whispered.

My mouth fell open. “He what?”

“Yes,” he confirmed. “You heard me right.”

I was shocked.

I mean, I knew he was a bad guy but…

“Is he dumb?” I gasped.

He threw his arm around my shoulder, and then he guided me back toward Quincy’s place.

It was only as I arrived at the door that I said, “I forgot to ask for a key… or the code.”

Gable quickly got me inside, then let me into Quincy’s apartment.

“Man, he’s really got this place cleaned out.” He shook his head. “Did he show you the house?”

The house? “What?”

“The place that he’s building,” Gable expounded.

“Um, no,” I said, trying to hide the fact that there was so much about Quincy that I didn’t know.

Oh, and the hurt that he hadn’t at least left me a note saying he was getting on a freakin’ plane.

What else was he hiding?