Chapter Eighteen
Billy Jo reached back to massage her shoulder, wincing from the sharp bite that had come out of nowhere. Strong hands touched her shoulders.
“Where does it hurt?” Mark said. His voice had an edge as he massaged the spot, and Billy Jo groaned, leaning her head back.
“Right there. Don’t stop,” she said as he leaned in and pressed a kiss to the back of her head. “So what were you and Tolly talking about over there? Seemed pretty intense.”
“Trying to get ahead of whatever this is,” Mark said as he kept massaging, and she just let her arms hang beside her as she stood near Pam’s empty desk.
“And did you?”
He ran his hands over her shoulders and then stepped away, massage apparently done. “I take it every one of Link’s cases has been scrubbed from the system?”
She’d never
