Sleuthing for the Weekend by Jennifer L. Hart

Author:Jennifer L. Hart [Jennifer L. Hart]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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"Who are you?" Crystal, Hunter's freaking ex-wife stared up at me.

With her identity confirmed, I took in every detail, from her bee-stung lips to her pink polished toes that barely peeped out from the hem of the black bathrobe.

Mac stepped out from behind me, ready to do battle on my behalf. "We're the building's owners. Did Hunter Black invite you to stay here?"

"No." Crystal shook her head. "I couldn't get him on his cell."

Glad to know it wasn't just me. "Then how did you get in?" And why the hell had she been naked in his bed?

Crystal's amber-colored eyes darted. "His sister told me I could stay here."

"Which sister?" I asked. I'd met all of the Black family, and universally, Mary Alice, Maureen, and Kate despised Hunter's ex-wife.

She didn't answer, her gaze going from me to Mac. "I…I had nowhere else to go. He's going to kill me."

"Hunter?" Though their divorce had left him broken and maybe a tad bit bitter, I seriously doubted he would hurt her just for camping out in his apartment.

The jury was still out on what his girlfriend would do.

Her eyes brimmed with tears. "No. Do you know where my husband is?"

"Ex-husband," I snapped. "And no, when I spoke to him earlier, he didn't tell me where he was, only that he would be gone for a few days."

Even white teeth sank into her trembling lower lip. "I had nowhere else to go. He can't find me."

"He who?" Mac asked.

Someone rapped on the building's front door.

Crystal jumped back with a yelp. "Who is that?"

"Mac? Mackenzie?" Brett's voice.

An oath escaped. It wasn't particularly colorful or filthy, but Crystal gasped as though I'd shocked her.

"I forgot about dinner. Mac, go let him in. You…" I pointed a finger at Crystal. "Go inside and put some clothes on. I'll be back to talk to you in a minute."

Crystal slammed the door just as Mac threw her arms around Brett. "Hey, Dad."

"Hey there, kiddo." He frowned, looking from the hem of her frayed jeans to my stale workout attire. "You two aren't ready."

"Change of plans," I said, but he was already shaking his head.

"Mackenzie, you promised. I told everyone you were going to be there."

"Be where?" Mac looked back and forth between the two of us.

"Your dad invited us to a family function at his parents' house tonight. Supposedly there are going to be some bigwigs who can help you get into MIT that he wants you to rub elbows with."

"Both of you," Brett stressed. "Get dressed. We'll still make it if you hurry."

Mac squeaked and scurried toward her room. I didn't budge.

"Come on, Mackenzie. Look how excited she is. Don't spoil this for her."

It was an effort not to look back at Hunter's door. "Look, Brett. I'm in the middle of something and—"

He snagged my elbow and practically perp-walked me into our apartment. "You can't work twenty-four-seven. You need to get out of this apartment and—" He frowned as Hercules sauntered over and began twining himself between his ankles, a low rumbling purr to lull his new victim into complacency.

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