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Braden expected it. Hell, he told her she was going to fight him on it. But it still bothered him.
He watched her retreat and drew a deep breath. Getting angry at her was not going to help convince her to leave the safe house and turn herself in. He wasn’t sure anything would, but he was going to try.
He followed her out of the office a minute later. She was in the kitchen like nothing happened, making breakfast.
“Jessica,” he started.
She waved the butter knife she was holding at him. “No. Don’t even start this. I told you I didn’t want to go back. I can’t.”
“The police—”
“Are going to throw me in jail and shout from the rooftops that they caught a killer. And Karli’s actual killer is going to kick his feet up and laugh.”
“But—”
“Nuh uh, Braden Wright. Don’t you dare try to ar
