Sarah's Secrets. Lisa Childs
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Название: Sarah's Secrets
Автор: Lisa Childs
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Зарубежные детективы
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“Since you’ve been asking questions, I’m sure you already know that I was never married to Dylan’s brother, Jeremy’s father.”
“I didn’t know that. You don’t consider him a suspect?” he asked.
“I think being dead would make it a little difficult for him to be behind this threat. Jimmy died before Jeremy was born.” She bristled, anger sweeping away the last of her fear. “Not that my life is any of your business. I want to know why you’ve been asking about me.”
“Because you’re the reason I came to Winter Falls.”
Stunned, she swayed on her heels.
“Are you all right?”
She wasn’t all right. Hadn’t been since this afternoon when her world had fallen apart. She lifted her hand and inspected the red spot on her finger where she’d pulled out the sliver early that afternoon. She’d thought that was the low point of her day—until she’d found the note threatening her son.
Until Royce Graham had come to Winter Falls. For her.
He leaned close, taking her hand in his. “You’re hurt.” His breath washed over her skin, raising disturbing tingles of awareness.
She tugged free and stepped back, gaining some breathing distance between them. “No, I’m confused. Why did you come here looking for me?”
“Because someone I care very much about asked me to find you.”
“Your non-paying client.” At the parlor, he’d told her his trip to Winter Falls was personal. She hadn’t guessed how personal. To her.
“My father’s business partner and best friend. My godfather.” A wealth of emotion deepened his husky voice on those last two words.
She shook her head, her hair tickling her cheek and neck. “I don’t understand why he wants to see me.”
Royce lifted a broad shoulder and let it drop. “Bart didn’t say.”
“Bart?”
“Bartholomew McCarthy.”
She searched her memory, but the name didn’t strike any chords, not the way Royce’s had. “I don’t know him.”
“He knows you, and he wants to see you, Sarah.” And from his determined tone, Royce would do his damnedest to precipitate a meeting between them.
“So ask him why.”
The candy crunched between his teeth. “I can’t. He’s in a coma.”
She closed her eyes, shutting out his serious face and the naked pain in his pale eyes. She had no time for him, no time for his mission. She had one of her own. To keep her son safe.
“My son might be in danger. That’s all I can think about now. Jeremy is my total focus. I don’t have time for anything else. I’m sorry if that sounds selfish, but for a lot of years it’s been just Jeremy and me.”
And if something happened to him… No, she couldn’t even entertain such a horrific notion. He was her life. Without him…
“You offered to help Dylan’s wife.”
She shook her head. “I wanted to offer. I feel horrible that I can’t, but Jeremy…”
She dragged in a deep breath. “That note, what happened at the parlor, this all has to be just someone’s sick idea of a joke. I can’t believe that anyone would really want to threaten Jeremy.”
“I hope you’re right.”
She couldn’t mistake the sincerity in his deep voice. Royce Graham did care about something. Kids. And this man named Bart McCarthy.
She nodded, accepting his concern.
“And I hope it has nothing to do with whatever Bart wants to tell you…”
“What?”
He sighed and pushed a hand through his overly long hair. “I’d like to think it’s just a coincidence that this all started as soon as I arrived in town. But I stopped believing in coincidence long ago.”
Her pulse tripped. “So you are involved?”
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