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discretion.”
    “Talking to them is necessary.” He paused, a slight frown creasing his brow as his gaze flickered to the door. “The sucking face part…is a side effect of them being within touching distance of each other, unfortunately. But sucking face doesn’t mean they’re not serious about this. You have my word. The second their behavior interferes with the case, I’ll pull ‘em. Or at least one of them.”
    McGuire was not going to change his mind. She was left with no choice but to trust him and hope she didn’t regret this later. Well, didn’t regret the entire meeting more than she already did. “Fine.” She pushed the door open behind her and stepped aside.
    “Break it up,” Isaac complained. As the pair reluctantly parted, he passed Olivia to go around to the far edge of the table. “Olivia Wright, this is Nathan Pierce and Remy Capra. Guys, this is Olivia Wright. She works in Cold Cases, only one of them’s not so cold anymore. She’s got a girl in the hospital who’s pointing a finger straight at Gabriel de los Rios.” He caught her disapproving frown. “Well, maybe not straight at. More in his general direction. But still. Gabriel. Felony kidnapping charges. What’s not to love?”
    Their sudden tensing said both of them were interested in Isaac’s announcement, but it was Nathan who held his hand out for the file. Everything about him screamed detective . He may have gone into early retirement, but he had clearly never left the game. She handed the file over to him without protest and quickly repeated what she had told Isaac.
    “Obviously we’d like to interview Stacy, but it’ll be difficult. Her injuries are both physical and psychological in nature, and we can’t count on getting information from her. Not right now.”
    “That’s why I thought you could go and talk to her,” Isaac said to Nathan. “Considering your unique perspective and everything.”
    Nathan looked up from the file. “Has she had a psych eval?”
    “They think she’s suffering from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, which would explain why she won’t talk.”
    “But she can talk, physically?”
    Olivia nodded. “Her throat’s injured, but not to the extent she can’t vocalize.”
    “When can I see her?”
    She held up her hands. “Mr. Pierce, with all due respect, I’m not sure I agree with Detective McGuire on this one. Why are you any more qualified than anybody else to speak with her?”
    “Because he knows better than you or me or even Isaac what your girl’s probably gone through.” They were the first words she’d heard come from Remy’s mouth and an undeniable challenge flashed in the woman’s eyes. “What’s more, he’s got the scars to prove it. You really think Isaac would jerk you around by not bringing in the best man for the job?”
    Six missing girls. There are six missing girls . She had to make that her mantra if she didn’t want to snap. Her shoulders already ached from the tension of dealing with these three. The trio might have history, as well as a personal stake in the issue, but she did not appreciate the attitude both Isaac and Remy gave her over simple questions.
    “I do have personal experience with that sort of injury.” Nathan’s soft voice directed her attention back to him. “And the frustration that accompanies it. There’s a chance she really does want to communicate, but doesn’t know how.” He offered a lop-sided smile. “Plus, I usually take the finesse jobs. Isaac isn’t exactly known for his…nuanced approach.”
    “Hey! I can nuance with the best of them!” All heads turned to Isaac. After a moment, some of the stiffness in his shoulders eased, and he rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms over his chest. “Fine. Maybe nuanced isn’t exactly the word to describe how I work.”
    “It works if you’re a bull in a field of cows,” Remy offered with a grin.
    He looked pointedly at her revealing top. “And I suppose you tiptoed through a few