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still feeling guilty that he hadn’t been quick enough to save Matheson .  “ Toraz must have called in reinforcements as soon as they’d left.  I didn’t get back to the bungalow until the shooting had started.”
    “Daniel’s death isn’t your fault. If anyone’s to blame it’s me.  I sent them down there without knowing the nature of the leak.”
    Jake heard weariness in Trent’s voice.  It was hell when someone in your own organization was putting the agents in danger.  And he knew his friend well enough to know how much he dreaded calling Matheson ’s wife.
    “How pissed is Sierra?”
    Jake grunted. “She’s ready to go straight for Diaz.  I need you to order her out of it.”
    “She could help us on this one, Jake.”
    “No.”  The word was sharper than he intended.  He didn’t need Sierra in the middle of this.  He could handle Diaz on his own.  “She needs to lay low for awhile.”
    “Jake, I can give her the order…but that’s no guara ntee I can stop her.  Surely, yo u realize by now that she’s pretty head strong.   Sierra has always been somewhat of a wildcard. ”
    Jake grimaced.  “Yeah.   I realize that.   But Diaz is dangerous and Sierra is too reckless. ”
    “She reminds me a lot of you in our early years.”
    “She’s nothing like me, Trent.  She’s fearless and we have no idea whether her identity has been compromised.”    Jake changed the subject.  “Have you gotten any new information on our suspects?”
    “A little.   Lawrence Town send just bought a beach house in the Caribbean.   I’m trying to trace where the fund s for that property c a me from .”
    “ Nothing on Senator Cassidy ?”
    “Not yet, and I don’t want to alert any of the suspects that we’re poking around.  What have you got planned in the meantime?”
    Jake sighed. “I’m still working on it .”
    “Jake.  Just don’t forget Diaz has got a lot of contacts a nd resources.”
    “I have a few of my own. I’ll call you later.”
    They hung up and Jake stood, figuring since it was way past lunch time, Sierra might be hungry when she came out of the bathroom. 
    One thing he made sure of was that his freezer and pantry were well stocked so he didn’t go hungry when he was home.
    He’d no sooner gotten out some hamburger meat to thaw in the microwave for spaghetti sauce, than Sierra padded into the den.  She’d cha nged into a pair of low slung jeans and red tee shirt that barely covered her belly.  Her hair hung wet and shiny down her back and across her shoulders, her face was scrubbed clean of all the makeup she’d worn earlier and her eyes were back to chocolate brown.
    But damn, s he s till didn’t have on a bra . Her nipples pushed enticingly against the material.  
    “I thought you might be hungry.”  He held up the package of meat. “Spaghetti okay?”
    She shrugged and walked toward the kitchen.  “Fine.   Need some help?”
    Jake shook his head.  The last thing he needed was her underfoot.  He could already smell the fresh scent of her hair.  Some thing light and fruity.   And her faded jeans clung to her hips and long legs like a glove , making him want to peel her out of them . 
    “ Not really. Why don’t you just sit and relax.  You want a drink?”
    “Do you have anything with alcohol?”
    “Beer or liquor?”
    “A beer will be fine.”
    He turned and retrieved two bottles of beer from the fridge.   He twisted the top off of one and handed it to her.  “The porch out front is usually cool,” he suggested.
    S he nodde d and walked to the front door.
    Cool air washed over Sierra’s face as she stepped onto the wood plank porch.  The weathered surface was rough beneath her bare feet. 
    Taking a large swallow of the cold beer, she settled into a rocking chair.  Funny, but she wouldn’t have pictured Jake as having a place like this or with having a rocking chair on the front porch.
    She noticed he only had one.  Definitely not a man