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Holly pulled Miranda aside, leading her back toward where they’d nearly finished mapping the edge of the debris field. She knew how much that incompleteness would be frustrating Miranda. They stopped right where the dirt met the edge of the runway pavement.
Jeremy plunged back to photographing every detail about the wreck.
The Elayne woman started to follow them.
As much as she hated to do it, Holly signaled to Mike to distract her.
Mike didn’t even have the decency to hesitate before he swooped in and was once more chatting her up in that smooth way of his. Bastard. Sure the woman was stunning in an ever-so-cute, petite-blonde-in-designer-clothes way.
Yet Holly could never predict Mike.
He certainly acted like a total dog around women. But then she’d stumble on him sitting out b
