“The killer is sneaky,” I said, “but that doesn’t mean we can’t catch them.” I smirked, trying to add some humor. “We each got skills. You’re an outsider and can read people well. Maybe you see something I’m overlooking. I have my detective skills. Together, we can be a team.”
Jane gave the brightest smile I’d seen yet. “Team Jane and Garnet or Jackson and Stone.” Her nose crunched and her smile vanished. “That one sounds bad. I don’t want people think we named ourselves after Stonewall Jackson. Let’s forget that last one.”
I grinned knowing Jane meant well. “We’ll think of a team name later, first I need a drink.”
Jane followed me into the kitchen. I poured myself a tall glass of sweet tea. Whiskey sounded better, but a virgin drink would have to satisfy me.
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