CHAPTER FOUR
Ten minutes after pulling over to the side of the road, Michael started his truck up again, and they proceeded along the route to the crime scene.
Now, thank goodness, Rylie had something to keep her occupied. She’d found the folder they’d both been thinking about. Otherwise, she could be a bear to deal with.
But he liked it. He was the only one, it seemed, who could calm her down. They were good together. He was good for her.
If only he could figure out a way to get her to realize that.
But for Rylie Wolf, it was all about business. Every time she showed up, her mind was squarely on whatever they were doing for the FBI. When he’d tried to get personal with her, to suggest they go out for drinks or dinner or whatever, she shot him down. She’d actually said that to him, th
