CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Rylie continued to piece through the files, finding nothing of interest.
It was getting later and later, and soon they’d probably have to find a hotel to stay for the night. They hadn’t had dinner, either, which Brisbane was probably sour about, though he’d walked away, shortly after she’d exploded on him.
Why had she done that?
She’d been feeling guiltier and guiltier about the outburst, snapping at him. She’d wanted to stay professional. But he needed to understand. She was able to withstand most of his bad habits, but she couldn’t deal with him poking into her private life. That was absolutely where she drew the line.
Still, he didn’t know that. She needed to make it clear to him, the next time she spoke to him.
No, not next time, she told herself. You have more im
