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tape across the front door. “What’s happened? Is she all right? My boss thought she might have just quit without giving notice, but I knew better so I volunteered to come over.” Reggie had learned that sometimes the more he talked, the easier it was to get answers out of people. It put them at ease. Of course it didn’t always work, but more often than not he got lucky.
    With his paper in one hand, the guy rubbed a hand over his face with his other as he tried to wake up. Reggie wasn’t sure, but he thought he smelled whiskey on him.
    “I’m not sure what happened, but I heard some neighbors talking about how she was taken away in an ambulance. She got shot by an ex-boyfriend, I think.” He shrugged, clearly unconcerned about his neighbor’s well-being.
    Alisa had been shot? Reggie covered his surprise with concern. “That’s awful. What about her daughter? Is she okay?”
    The guy shrugged again. “I dunno. Supposedly someone shot Alisa, then someone else shot and killed the guy that shot her. I’m sure her daughter’s fine. Try the hospital or cops if you got more questions because I don’t know what else to tell ya.” Without waiting for a response, the man turned and headed back to his house, muttering under his breath about nosy assholes disturbing his peaceful morning.
    Reggie frowned as he headed back to his car. He needed to get out of there before anyone paid attention to him. Loitering around a crime scene was never a good idea. There was no way his brother had shot Alisa. That bitch had to be covering for someone. Probably whoever had shot and killed his brother. Unless she’d done it herself. But no, Alisa didn’t have enough balls for that. Right now he planned to take her neighbor’s advice. He wouldn’t be calling the cops but he sure as hell planned a visit to the hospital.
    If he could get to Alisa, he knew he could convince her to tell him the truth. Reggie had been looking out for Dwight since they were kids and his death wouldn’t change that. When he found out who had killed his little brother, that person was dead.

Chapter 5
    “You make the best coffee,” Travis murmured as Noel pulled into the parking lot of the hospital.
    “I’d better, or I need to find a new job.” Noel zoomed into a spot right up front, thankful they’d found one so quickly.
    Despite the early morning hour, the sun was already up, creating a gorgeous display of reds and oranges streaking across the sky. Everything seemed so calm and quiet this morning, the near cloudless day making it hard to believe everything that had happened yesterday. Not only that, but Noel couldn’t believe one of the sexiest men she’d ever met had slept over at her house last night—in her guestroom.
    After that hot kiss they’d shared, they’d eaten, talked, and yes, flirted. But there had been no more kissing. Then she’d surprised herself yet again by offering to let him stay over. He’d looked exhausted and the truth was, after yesterday she hadn’t minded the company. He hadn’t even paused when he’d said yes, something that still warmed her inside. It was clear he was comfortable around her. When she’d told him she planned to go to the hospital to check on Juanita this morning, she was pleased he’d wanted to come with her. So here they were and now she found herself nervous around him.
    It was a strange sensation. She’d grown up with all boys, surrounded by not only her brothers, but their friends too. She knew how guys thought and acted, but Travis kept her on edge. The man was impossible to read and the few times she’d seen past that guarded exterior of his she’d been floored by the raw lust in his gaze. It kept her off balance. He’d never shown any blatant interest in her before other than typical male appreciation, but she’d never considered that she was really his type. He was so edgy and tattooed and she was so not any of that.
    Her breath curled in front of her as she stepped out of her