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another low-life. In a management position,
     he’d be safe from doing the wrong thing in the heat of the moment.
    He’d made tough decisions like this before. Taking the security development position
     was a smart move.
    But he couldn’t leave just yet. Not until he made sure Keely and Ben were okay. As
     much as he wanted Texas, Texas would have to wait.
    …
    Keely fell onto a chair in her father’s room and exhaustion seeped into her limbs,
     draining her of movement, but she kept her gaze focused firmly on her father. He’d
     needed twenty stitches to close a gash over his right eyebrow and along his ear.
    Why would anyone hurt a man who lived to help others?
    She stretched her feet onto another chair and closed her eyes, relishing the soft
     snoring sounds her dad made.
    A noise in the hallway jolted her upright and her eyes flew open. The sun had set,
     casting an orange glow on the room as yellow and green lights blinked on the machines
     around her dad.
    “How is he?” Logan whispered, stepping inside the darkened room.
    Her lungs caught. Funny, how after all these years, Logan North could still steal
     her breath.
    He crossed the floor in a few silent footsteps and leaned close, looking at Ben. Bringing
     the scent of his leather jacket to her.
    “He woke for a few minutes, but then fell back asleep.”
    “Did he say anything?” He stared down at her dad’s still form.
    Her heart lurched at his display of concern. “No, he wasn’t awake long enough.”
    “Come out in the hall for a minute. We need to talk.” He took her hand in his.
    Her heart pounded faster at his touch. She couldn’t let him in. Her darn body kept
     betraying the vow, though. Using every ounce of willpower she had, she pulled her
     hand away. His expression turned quizzical, but she only blinked, adjusting her eyes
     to the harsh glare of the fluorescent hallway lights, and dropped her gaze to his
     chest. She had to make him think she was unaffected by seeing him again. She shoved
     past him and exited her father’s room, coming to a halt in the middle of the hallway
     before turning around to face Logan. “Are you on duty tonight?” she asked.
    “Eight-to-eight shift.”
    She glanced at her watch. Seven o’clock. “Did you get any more information from Detective
     Dunnigan?”
    “Originally, the cops on the scene thought it was a botched robbery. However, it’s
     possible someone tried to make this appear like a robbery. Mrs. Beyer said one of the thugs took Ben’s briefcase, but other
     than that, they left empty-handed. Would you be able to verify nothing of value was
     taken?”
    “Verify?”
    “You know his house better than anyone,” he said. “I want to find out if anything
     is missing, and—” He paused and focused somewhere behind her.
    She heard footsteps approaching and quickly turned, catching sight of Craig and Amy
     Bittinger, members of her father’s church. Switching her focus back to Logan, intent
     on introducing him, she noticed he was running his gaze up and down the couple. To
     him, everyone was probably a suspect. Suspicion was probably a good trait for an investigator,
     but not so great when greeting caring church members.
    “Keely, so sorry about your dad. Just awful that something like this could happen
     in broad daylight,” Amy said breathlessly.
    She noted Amy appeared as crisp and chic as though she’d just stepped out of a fashion
     magazine. The woman’s smooth black hair and perfectly-applied makeup accentuated her
     delicate Asian features. Keely resisted the urge to pat down her own mussed-up hair.
     The church members were there to support her father, not pass judgment on an exhausted
     daughter.
    “How is Ben?” Craig Bittinger’s voice was cheerful, but forced. As if he knew how
     serious an elderly man getting beat up was.
    “He’s still asleep,” Logan stated flatly. “And you are?”
    “Oh, sorry,” Keely said quickly. “Detective Logan North, this is Craig