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    “Jamie, I’d like to help, but in this case—”
    “I know we don’t pay as well as the mob…” Jamie cut in.
    “Oh, low blow, Jamie. Not fair. I’ve worked pro bono many times.” He sighed deeply. “You don’t just want me to defend Malachi Smith—you want me to find a killer. I haven’t lived here in years—I wouldn’t even begin to know where to look. And I’m an attorney—”
    “You keep up with your private investigator’s license,” Jamie pointed out.
    “We could be talking a conflict of interest in this situation,” Sam said, “if I’m defending him and investigating the case.”
    Jamie smiled serenely. “Nope. It’s perfectly legal for you to hold and use your P.I. license while you practice law. And you know it. That’s not an excuse—you’ve just come off a case in which you managed to do both. Any time whatsoever you’re afraid of a conflict of interest, you send someone else out. You use your mind and your license when you need them. Send others out to do the work you’ve decided needs to be done.”
    “ What others?” Sam asked, aggravated.
    “Jenna,” Jamie said, smiling then like the Cheshire cat.
    “Your niece? ”
    “Jenna,” Jamie repeated. “My niece is part of a special unit of the FBI.”
    Sam stared at the redheaded woman at his side. FBI? Special Unit?
    “I’m not here officially,” she said quickly.
    “Of course not, you’d have to be invited in, and Detective John Alden is certain that he doesn’t need help, that he has his murderer,” Sam said, looking at her. “What kind of a special unit?”
    “Jenna’s team was instrumental in solving some of the most high-profile cases in the country,” Jamie said proudly. “The recent Ripper murders in New York? That was her team. And all that trouble down in Louisiana with the death of a senator’s wife—them again.”
    Sam stared at her, memories stirring in his mind. He remembered now. In the news they’d been called the Krewe of Hunters, and they had a phenomenal success rate. But they were known to be…special, all right. They looked for paranormal occurrences. And what better place than Salem?
    He didn’t mean to be so rude; he took his eyes off Jenna when he spoke. “The ghost of old Eli Lexington caused Malachi Smith to murder his family? No, wait, he wouldn’t be innocent then. The ghost killed the family himself!”
    “In my experience,” she said evenly, “a ghost has never killed anyone.”
    “Kill someone? Ghosts don’t even— ” But he cut himself short.
    Ass, he told himself. She was being even-keeled. He was looking like a superior fool.
    “I’m sorry, Jamie, I’m not sure how we can possibly solve this thing, really. The kid was covered in blood. John Alden has arrested him.”
    “So,” Jamie said, smiling, “that should get you going! It’s too easy—way too easy—to take that line of defense. You should step up to the plate quickly. Please, Sam! Come on—they’ll give him some kid fresh out of school as his public defender. Doesn’t this interest you?”
    “It is quite a challenge,” Jenna said.
    Sam groaned. “How about I sleep on it?”
    “Evidence is growing cold,” Jamie told him.
    Jenna smiled suddenly, looking at him. “You’re going to do it, and you know you’re going to do it.”
    “Oh? Out of the kindness of my heart?” Sam asked.
    “Maybe,” she said. “More likely, because it is such a challenge. If you pull this off, you’ll be known not just as an incredible attorney, but as a miracle worker.”
    Sam stood, not sure why the meeting with Jamie O’Neill and his niece had seemed to set him so off balance.
    Could he do it? Yes. He didn’t need money. Was it an intriguing challenge? Maybe—and maybe it was more likely that the kid had done it.
    “I’ll let you know in the morning,” he said, and walked away from the table. Then he headed back. “Look, I don’t think you know how much is involved here. Besides the filing, the