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When she put her thumb on the hammer, he arched away. “Now hold on, sugar. No need for that. I ain’t here to cause trouble. Just a man...

Icy wind gusted through the doorway. She pushed it closed as he pulled a slip of paper out of his coat pocket and shoved it toward her...

“Transomb. Jack Transomb.” Briefly, he lifted the brim of his derby and she caught a glimpse of dark eyes. “Well, if you’re here about...

Keeping one hand firmly on the doorframe, she lifted her chin. "Who are you and what do you want?" Words and tone designed to put herself...