The Law And Lady Justice. Ana Leigh
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Название: The Law And Lady Justice
Автор: Ana Leigh
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Зарубежные детективы
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The pound of her gavel reverberated throughout the courtroom. All heads turned in her direction as she bolted to her feet. “There’ll be a fifteen minute recess. My chambers, Detective McGuire,” she ordered curtly and stormed out of the room.
She was too angry to sit down. Folding her arms across her chest, she stared out the window until the door opened behind her and clicked shut. She turned and faced him. He was lounging against the door.
“I have no control over what you say outside the courtroom, Detective McGuire, but the next time you make a remark like that in my court, I’ll hold you in contempt and fine you accordingly. Is that understood?”
“Yes, Your Honor. It was intended for your ears only.”
“That’s no excuse. I won’t tolerate it—no matter what’s between us.”
“Well, are you?”
“Am I what?” she snapped.
“Going to figure out a way to let this bastard—who shot his wife in cold blood—walk?”
“Not unless the defense comes up with some illegal police misconduct by the investigating officers.”
He raised his hand in the three-fingered Boy Scout salute. “On my honor, I promise to do—”
“Don’t tell me you were a Boy Scout, McGuire?”
“God and country, ma’am.”
Anger forgotten, Jessica laughed. The man was irresistible when he wanted to be. Maybe she should reconsider her father’s advice. “Doug, do you own a tux?”
What was she thinking? She regretted the impetuous words the instant she said them. It was insanity to encourage any further relationship with him. Darn you, Dad! Why did you put such a crazy notion into my head?
He blinked at her sudden change of subject, then frowned. “God forbid! Why?”
“Oh, nothing.”
“Why’d you ask, Jess?”
She might have known that she couldn’t pass an ambiguous reply past Bulldog McGuire. He was too good a detective for that.
“It was stupid of me to ask. You wouldn’t enjoy yourself anyway.”
This time he didn’t blink. “Doing what?”
“I need an escort tonight for the Bar Association Ball at the Pfister.”
“What about the old guy?”
For a second she had to think to whom he was referring. “Oh, you mean my…ah, he’s busy.”
“I see. Well, since I filled in for him last night, I guess I could do it again.”
“What do you mean by that crack? McGuire? You’re the most irritating man I’ve ever met.”
He grinned. “What time should I pick you up?”
“Cocktails are at seven.” Lest he read too much into the invitation, she quickly added, “But I’ll meet you there.”
He put his hand on the doorknob. “Okay. See you there, then.”
“Don’t forget. Black tie.”
“Right. Ah, Judge, if I have to wear black tie, let’s keep it between us.”
“You mean literally, Detective?”
Arching a brow at the sexual innuendo, he flashed a grin that almost knocked the legs out from under her. Then winking, he departed.
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