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that be him. Please, please, please…
    I swung around and faced Aiden.
    Clearly God knew I wasn't a regular church-goer.
    Aiden raised his brows and gazed at my middle.
    Heat ricocheted throughout my body, causing my head to ignite like a tiki torch. I wiggled my skirt back into place and said the first thing I thought of.
    "Hi, there!"
    I sounded like a cheerleader, painfully enthusiastic. I was sure my stupid smile hadn't helped, but I felt the corners of my mouth creep up before I could stop them.
    "Hi." He said it slowly and drawn out, as he would to someone who was hard of hearing or if English wasn't their native language.
    I just stared at his beautiful, yet inquisitive, eyes. I hadn't expected to actually run into him. He'd been at his desk, diligently working for the past couple of hours. Why had he stopped now?
    When I didn't say anything back, he asked, "Why are you here? How'd you get in? And why was your skirt up that high?"
    I opened my mouth, not sure where to start.
    He raised a hand, open palm. "Actually, I don't want to know about the skirt."
    I decided the full truth was the only way to go. "I got a tip from a waitress who was the girlfriend of that corrupt cop, Jack Brady."
    The Brady case had only been wrapped up a week ago, but it felt like a century. Aiden had been the lead prosecutor. It not only involved him but Derek and a corrupt judge, and it was the reason Danny was shot.
    Aiden's jaw tightened. At least I had his professional attention. "Go on."
    "She said that someone in the DA's office might be taking bribes from someone."
    He raised his brows again.
    "Yeah, okay, so I know it's flimsy, but…"
    "You're taking the word of a corrupt ex-cop's girlfriend?"
    I blinked. "Yes. Why?"
    His eyes widened. "Isn't it obvious?"
    "You don't believe me."
    "It's a tough sell," he hedged. But his eyes said he thought I was loony.
    "Just because Brady was corrupt doesn't mean the information is wrong. Just the opposite, in fact. He'd have inside knowledge."
    "And absolutely no reason to give it to you," Aiden pointed out.
    "Jillian is very reliable." Granted, she'd left town shortly after the trial, just like Brady, but that didn't mean she'd lied to me or had misinformation. I was especially certain after just trailing Rocky up here.
    I tried again. "Look, I've been watching the office…"
    "Wait—you've been watching me?"
    "Uh…" Perhaps I should have glossed over that part. "That's not important. What's important is that I just saw Rocky something-or-other walk into this building and into that office. He's a known drug dealer."
    "And?"
    "And he's in the DA's office right now."
    "Aaaaand?" Aiden asked, drawing out the word.
    I threw my hands up. "And doesn't that strike you as odd ? I mean, why now? What are they doing in there?"
    "I hope you're not insinuating that the DA is taking bribes from a drug dealer." It was a statement more than a question, once that said in no uncertain terms that I had better watch my step. Aiden was in full-on lawyer mode now, and I had a feeling anything I said could and would be used against me in the future.
    "I'm saying it's odd ," I repeated.
    Aiden shook his head. "Rocky something-or-other?"
    "Yes." Exactly. Was he finally believing me? "He's a known drug dealer. I met him when I worked at The Spotted Pony."
    There went those brows again.
    I groaned. "Not work-worked. I was undercover. It was a long time ago. It doesn't matter. What does is that Rocky dated one of the girls, and he supplied drugs to some of the other dancers and patrons."
    "Did you report this Rocky something-or-other to the police?"
    I rolled my eyes. "No, I didn't."
    He gave me his best "ADA Aiden Prince" look, the one he usually reserved for making a witness squirm on the stand.
    "Give me a break. I'm a PI not a cop. If I reported every little infraction of the law I encountered in my line of work, I'd be camping at the precinct full time."
    He pinched the bridge of his nose and squeezed his eyes shut