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at his house, and he thought it could have been David.”
    “What made him think that?” Peter asked.
    “Just a wild guess. I went out there and looked around but didn’t find anything.”
    Shawn still looked at her as if he knew she was hiding something. Deciding that was her cue to leave, she nevertheless drank the rest of her rum and Coke more slowly than she had the first half. After downing the last of her drink and popping a few peanuts in her mouth, she tossed the necessary bills on the table.
    “Well, you boys have a good night. I’ve got to pick up the girls.”
    And get the heck out of Adam Canfield’s proximity.
    As soon as she stood, however, loud shouts erupted in the middle of the crowd, followed by the sound of breaking glass and tumbled chairs.
    “Great,” Keith mumbled. “Can’t even have a drink in peace.”
    The fight between several large men went from bad to worse in like a second. Sara and her fellow officers jumped right into the thick of it, shoving and prying people apart. But as soon as they managed to separate the two combatants, others joined in.
    Just fantastic.
    Sara dodged a flying beer bottle a moment before it would have cracked against her forehead. She saw Keith get hold of a guy who looked as though he could be an NFL linebacker, but he lost his gripwhen the guy head-butted him. Her kingdom for a Taser.
    Curses and alcohol flew through the air, and those not caught up in the melee fled out of the sides of the bar. Handy not having full walls in the way.
    She spotted one of the instigators, who was smaller than the others, and reached for her handcuffs. But her hand slid off the metal when a punch came out of the craziness and hit her hard in the cheek. The power of the blow knocked her backward. She tumbled into other people on her way down to the floor.
    Her brain rattled against her skull, and her vision blurred. On the verge of passing out, she couldn’t garner enough power to pull herself out of the way of trampling feet.
    But someone else did. One moment she was in danger of serious injury. The next, someone strong grabbed her under her arms and dragged her free and behind the safety of the polished-wood bar. Her vision cleared enough that when she looked up, she saw the face of her rescuer.
    Adam Canfield, in all his green-eyed glory.

Chapter Four
    Sara’s breath caught in her chest for a moment as she stared up at Adam, who stared right back. Was it a sign of insanity to want to reach up and kiss him when there was chaos going on behind her? Probably.
    Some iota of common sense clawed its way to the front of her mind and enabled her to break eye contact. She shifted so she could lift herself.
    Adam gripped her arm, stopping her before she could stand. “Where do you think you’re going?”
    She gestured toward the fight. “To help out.”
    Adam nodded behind her. “I think your friends have it under control.”
    Sara turned and gritted her teeth against the searing pain that shot through her head. Shawn was handcuffing the last of the cursing combatants while Keith and Peter held the other two apart.
    “You okay?” Keith asked when he spotted her position. “Saw you took a good wallop.” By the wayhe handled the guy in his custody, she guessed Mr. Not-So-Happy was the one who’d punched her.
    “I’ve had better days, but I’ll live.”
    Keith looked past Sara to Adam. “Thanks, man.”
    “No problem. Glad you guys were here.”
    “You need to get checked out?” Shawn asked, his earlier teasing forgotten.
    “Nah, I’m fine, really,” she said, wishing the guys would stop fussing over her. “Just want to go home and spend some quality time with some ibuprofen.”
    “All right then,” Shawn said. “We’ll get these idiots outta here.”
    Sara sat on the floor, dreading moving, as she watched the guys shove the still-grumbling troublemakers out of the bar. Keith called for a couple of squad cars so they could dump the guys on some officers who were