Agent-in-Charge. Leigh Riker

thing to chew on. What do you suppose she was doing at my office that day?”

      And why had Casey been run down less than a block away, of all places in the nation’s capital?

      Walking beside him to his car, Jackie shrugged. “She wanted to see you, obviously.”

      Graham shook his head. “I had distinctly told her never to go there, but why in hell would someone want to hurt her?”

      “Or try to kill her,” Jackie murmured.

      Exactly. Graham’s blood chilled at the thought.

      Like hell Casey was no longer his responsibility!

      Until her assailant was caught, Graham, just like Sweet William, was there to stay.

      He couldn’t stop the thought: And to keep her alive.