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Her words hit Cole in the chest. So much kindness in one small package. How did a woman like Rita Horn go unattached? If Cole were looking for something serious, which he wasn’t, and she wasn’t an endangered civilian in his care, which she was, maybe there could have been something between them.
Like what? He chastised himself. Pull it together, Garrett.
Ten silent minutes later, Cole pulled into Rita’s driveway.
Rita unlocked the door and welcomed him inside.
The house was exactly as he remembered. No one had been back while Rita was out. Then again, he’d already known the person responsible for overturning her place was likely the same one driving the sedan across the river.
He helped himself to a seat on her couch while she went to change clothes.
Cole checked his texts and listened to the handful of messages that had collected during his drive back to town. Campus security had conveyed the details of the attack to their local authorities. Rivertown police were interviewing the mass of witnesses and would report to West on the matter.
The phone vibrated in his hand, and West’s face appeared on his screen.
“You got something?” Cole moved the phone to his ear.
“Yeah, a pair of empty seats across from my desk. Where are you?”
“Rita’s place. She’s cleaning up from her fall in the fountain.”
“Get her here as soon as you can. Meanwhile, tell me what you learned.” The sound of West’s creaky desk chair echoed in the quiet background. Cole could practically see his older brother rubbing the stress lines off his forehead.
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