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better-qualified applicants on him. Problem is, when Zac needs help and the agencies realize who he is, they think he wants all beauty and no brains.”
    “Thanks, I think.”
    “Hey, that came out all wrong. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with you, babe. Trust me on that one.”
    He took one hand off the wheel and rested it on her thigh for a moment, searing the skin beneath her jeans with the heat of his hand, or so it seemed. Once again, physical connection with him made her pussy leak. This was ridiculous. She couldn’t work with the guy and spend all her time trying to avoid touching him.
    Get a grip, girl!
    “The unique thing about you, Justine, is that you didn’t take one look at Zac and think money and/or wedding bells. What’s more, you stood up to him instead of crawling up his ass. That doesn’t happen very often. I figured, as soon as I saw you trying to do battle with Malcolm’s engine when you clearly didn’t have a clue what you were doing, that you had spirit and determination. That made me reckon you were the girl for the job.”
    “Is it such a good idea, though? Zac looking for his drug-addled mother, I mean. He obviously has issues about his childhood. Who wouldn’t in his situation? I just can’t see him finding any closure, even if I can track Mary Elizabeth down. He knows the circumstances of his birth from his grandmother’s letter, and it’s his father who tried to do something for him by taking him away from the drug scene.” She lifted her shoulders. “But he’s dead and apparently doesn’t have any family who can shed light on the matter. So what’s in it for Zac, other than more angst?”
    “I felt the same way you do at first and tried to talk him out of it. Then I got to thinking about what I know of his childhood, which isn’t much. All I can tell you is that he was never adopted and was pushed from one foster family to the other. I don’t know that he was actually physically abused at any of those places, but I can take a pretty good guess.” Cody sighed. “Since he became successful, he hasn’t heard a word from the families that treated him well.”
    “And let me guess, all the ones that gave him a hard time are at him for hand-outs,” Justine said, rolling her eyes.
    “Right. They play the look at the sacrifices we made for you so you could become what you are today card. Fortunately Zac knows precisely what they did or didn’t do for him and basically tells them to fuck off.”
    “I can understand why he finds it hard to trust.”
    “You don’t know the half of it. But if his instincts hadn’t told him to trust you, he wouldn’t have employed you, no matter what I said. Nor would he have shown you that letter.”
    “You’re his partner. Don’t you get an equal say?”
    Cody laughed. “He’s generous enough to call me an equal partner, and I suppose I am, because I come from a well-off family and was able to put up half the cash to start our business from my trust fund. Yeah.” He laughed when she shot him an ironic look. “I know. Zac, on the other hand, earned his half by getting his hands dirty. He had drive and ambition from an early age. His grandmother got that much right.”
    “What did he do?”
    Cody shrugged. “This and that. He’ll tell you himself if you ask him.”
    “Perhaps I will.”
    “Anyway, my point is, Zac is the brains and driving force behind our partnership, and we both know it.”
    “I see. But you’re great friends.”
    “I’m probably his only friend and confidante. The only person he knows that doesn’t want something from him.”
    “Well, I’ll start digging into his life and see if I can find his mother but—”
    “But let me know what you find out first.”
    “That’s what I was about to suggest.”
    “Great. I don’t want him to get burned over this.”
    Justine smiled at Cody, glad that Zac had someone so trustworthy watching his back. “Agreed,” she said.
    “What about you, Cody? You’ve