Nina did live, although she lifted an eyebrow when John followed Kip into the waiting room just after nine Wednesday morning. “You caught the thieves so fast?”
It took Kip a second to figure out what she meant, “Yep. We got lucky.”
She eyed them and said with a knowing smile, “I’d say you got lucky twice.” Then she sobered, frowning. “You could have told me the truth, Kip. Before you ask, you’re on the news because you witnessed a murder and helped catch one of the killers.”
Kip sighed. “You saw that. I didn’t want to worry you.”
“Next time…worry me. It beats the hell out of hearing your name on TV,” she said with some asperity. That was quickly followed by her hugging him before looking him over. “This does not make a great fashion statement,” she told him, touching the bandage.
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