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Jeremy knew he kept running off at the mouth whenever Miranda was around, but he couldn’t help himself.
Three months.
He’d been part of Miranda Chase’s NTSB team for three months and over a dozen investigations. He kept waiting for the glow to dim, but it hadn’t. Each time he was called in, his luck kept being good.
He rapped his knuckles on his head.
“Why did you do that?” Miranda was the one who cut off Colonel Campos this time. But she wasn’t watching the colonel; instead she’d looked at him.
He looked down at her. He was only five-seven. Only. He was the second tallest person ever in their family. His sister was like an alien from another planet, towering over them all at five-nine. Jeremy had teased her about that mercilessly, as someone at school had told him was his bound du
