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Her voice quavered. “Iguess it’s a safe assumption I’m not the only Colton you’re investigating.”

Clever Quinn. Too smart.

Quinn kept twisting her hands on her lap. “I hate secrets. Not knowing. Keeping secrets from me isn’t the way to get me to fall for you, West. It won’t get me to open up, either.”

“Neither will hiding from the facts, Quinn.”

“I’m not hiding. I want to remember! But you have plentyto hide. You’ve been hiding from the moment you set foot in Red Ridge. Do you know what my brothers would do if they knew you were investigating them?”

His jaw tightened. “My job is to help catch the killer. This town needs help, Quinn. They need me. And Rex. You have a killer slaying grooms, and all weddings have ceased. There’s no joy, no future here. Until the unsub is caught, no one canfeel safe. What if the unsub changes his methodology? Decides to begin killing brides? Or friends of brides?”

West looked outside as the car parked. “Until this person is caught, no one is truly safe.”

And until the bomber who killed Tia was caught, Quinn wasn’t safe, either.