didn't plan this," Jack said. "But since it's you and me-tell me about Brie." "Tell you what, Jack?" "When she was leaving… It looked like there was something…." "Spit it out." "You and Brie?" "What?" Jack took a breath, not happily. "Are you with my sister?" Mike had a swallow of his whiskey. "I'm taking a day off tomorrow-taking her down the Pacific Coast Highway through Mendocino to look for whales, see the galleries, maybe have a little lunch." "Why?" "She said she'd like to do that while she's here." "All right, but you know what I'm getting at-" "I think you'd better tell me, so I don't misunderstand." "I'd like to know what your intentions are toward my sister." "You really think you have the right to do that? To ask that question?" Mike asked him. "Just tell me what was going on between the two of you while I was gone." "Jack, you'd better loosen your grip a little. Brie's a grown woman. From where I stand, we're good friends. If you want to know how she sees it, I think she's the one you have to ask. But I don't recommend it-she might be offended. Despite everything, she tends to think of herself as a grown-up." "It's no secret to you-she's had a real bad year." "It's no secret," Mike agreed. "You're making this really tough, man…" "No, I think you are. You spent some time with her tonight. Did it look to you like anything is wrong? Like she's upset or anything? Because I think everything is fine and you worry too much." "I worry, yeah. I worry that maybe she'll look to you for some comfort. For something to help her get through. And that you'll take advantage of that." "And…?" Mike prompted, lifting his glass but not drinking. "And maybe work a little of your Latin magic on her and walk away." Jack drank his whiskey. "I don't want you to do that to her." Mike put down his glass on the bar without emptying it. "I would never hurt Brie. And it has nothing to do with whose sister she is. Good night, Jack.
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