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showed him the ropes. Personally, I never liked him. He had a way of making me felt as if I was intruding anytime he and Liam were together, and I came around. The truth is, Liam barely tolerated him at first, but after serving together, they developed a friendship. From where I sat, it looked like that friendship had outlasted the one Liam and I had. Who would have thought?
    “There are some underlying circumstances that lead us to believe it was more than just an accident,” Liam answered. “Coral’s here to help us get to the bottom of it.”
    I noticed Liam’s eyes bulge slightly; eyebrows raised and mouth parted in what looked like a microexpression of fear. Of course, in less than a tenth of a second it was gone. I can read most people like a book, but the one area where my special talent failed me was reading those closest to me. It had always been difficult to read Liam because feelings and emotions got in the way. But I couldn’t ignore what I saw. I believed it was fear, and that was revealing. The Liam I knew wasn’t afraid of shit. We’ve kicked down doors together in Iraq and Afghanistan, dodged bullets, and stood tall as we took on enemy combatants. Rarely did I ever see fear. Except that one time…
    “Alright, what is it you need us to do?” Ron asked.
    I turned my attention to him, ridding myself of past memories, and began telling him what we were going to do to get to find out who may be out to get Bennett Industries. I instructed Ron to gather files for all department heads and to set up a place where we could conduct one-on-one recorded interviews with the employees.
    “You’re going to interview all our employees?” he asked.
    “No,” I shook my head. “You are.”
    “What?”
    I looked to Liam, who I saw was following my strategy. This was old hat for us. We often interrogated suspected Al Qaeda members and insurgents together overseas.
    “You’re going to interview the employees while I watch. We’ll film the interviews and analyze them to see if anyone appears suspicious.”
    Ron scoffed. “How are we going to do that? If anyone is involved in this, they’re not just going to announce themselves after a few questions.”
    I smirked at Ron. “I have my ways.”
    “Liam, I don-”
    Liam held up his hand, cutting Ron off. “She knows what she’s doing,” he said with total confidence staring at me.
    For some reason hearing him defend me sent a chill down my spine, and I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from smiling. I didn’t like the reactions this man could elicit from me with just a few words or a simple glance.
    Once Ron left to set up his task, Liam and I headed out to go see his other plants on the outskirts of Dallas. We visited a few of the oil drilling sites and talk with a few of the employees there. After the oil sites, Liam had his driver take us to another of the facilities.
    “This is where we do R&D for alternative energies.”
    I turned to look at him as the town car pulls up to the huge industrial looking building.
    “Tell me about it,” I said as he held the door open for me and we enter the building.
    Liam’s smile lit up, and those damned butterflies started fluttering in the pit of my stomach.
    “One hundred percent of this facility’s power is via solar power.”
    I nodded attentively, remembering the solar panels that were on the roof as we pulled up.
    “But solar energy isn’t the only alternative energy method we’re looking into. In this facility, we have researchers working on solar and biomass energies. Right now, our headquarters downtown is twenty percent run by alternative energies. Our goal is to increase that to fifty percent over the next five years,” he stated proudly as he continued to show me around the facility. All around there were employees in lab coats using microscopes, filling beakers and otherwise occupied as they bustled about.
    I smiled without realizing it, proud to see one of Liam’s dreams coming true right before

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