Jenna Kernan - Native Born

She knew all she needed to know about them, or wanted to. “This has nothing to do with the investigation.”

“It does. But two birds, so to speak.”

“Do your brothers feel the same?”

Gabe rubbed the back of his neck and she had her answer.

“Gabe!” Clyne’s voice was much louder than it needed to be when he called from the open door.

“Excuse me.” Gabe stepped into his brother’s office and shut the door.

She could hear their words but did not understand Apache. The angry voices and the flailing arm gestures were clear enough as both men engaged in an epic battle of wills.

Gabe eventually reached for the knob. Clyne stood with both fists planted on the surface of his desk. Gabe cleared the threshold and planted his hat on his head. His breathing was fast and his nostrils flared as he turned his attention to her.

“My brother would like to take you to lunch,” he said.

The office assistant lifted her brows at this announcement and glanced from Gabe to Cassidy still waiting.

“I was meeting Luke for lunch.”

“He told me that he will see you after lunch,” said Gabe.

Cassidy reached for her phone and sent Luke a text. The reply was immediate.

C U after lunch.

Cassidy squared her shoulders and marched into the lion’s den.

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