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“Grey,” Matt said, “which unit do the Gardeners live in?”
“2B. Why?”
“We’ll call you back.”
Taylor punched off and waved her hand. “Hit it. Let’s see where she’s going.”
But Matt didn’t move. He sat, staring at the front of Rosalind’s building, his mind spinning. This was why he loved cold case work. The hunt. Chasing leads, failing, and trying again, all of it revved him up.
“Matt, come on. She’s turning.”
“I know,” he said. “We’re going to plan B.”
“We have a plan B?”
He grinned at her. Couldn’t help it. How cute was she? “We do now.” He pointed to the building. “We’re doing a sneak and peek.”
