Chapter 144

INT. - KINSEY'S APARTMENT - MORNING

Kinsey turned to face Jordan as Gerri filled her in, heart racing for a brand new reason. "We'll be right there." And hung up on the detective mid-word. That would piss Gerri off. But Kinsey's self-doubt and fear she'd done it again-trusted someone when she shouldn't have, why was she so stupid and naive?-surfaced. "Jordan," she said. "We have to talk."

He backed off a little, though only slightly, hands still on her waist, sexy smile fading to concern. "What happened?"

Kinsey stared down at her phone. "Gerri just found a body," she said, "and he had your ID on him."

Jordan finally let her go, shaking his head, looking hurt and afraid. "No, it can't be."

"You know who he is?" She held herself rigid against the truth even as Jordan sank to the couch and covered his face with both hands.