To Love And Protect. Muriel Jensen

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СКАЧАТЬ appeared willing to help until it became clear that he expected payment in return—and not in cash. When she’d turned to leave, he’d caught her arm to show her how generous she would have to be in return for his cooperation.

      She’d swung her purse at him, forgetting that it contained a small coffee can in which she kept her tips. The loaded purse had left a visible scar above his right eye.

      He’d been infuriated by her rejection—and her coffee can of tips—and had her arrested for assault. Fortunately for her, a delivery person had seen everything and volunteered to testify for her. Pimental had dropped the charges but there was venom in his eyes every time he looked at her.

      As now. He stopped her as he made his way toward Sukie. “Coffee,” he said to Corie. “Decaf. And coconut cream pie.”

      They were out of coconut cream. She couldn’t help but be happy about that.

      * * *

      BEN SAVORED THE last bite of flan and pulled his coffee cup toward him. A large man in kitchen whites approached his table.

      “You’re Ben,” he said, offering his hand. There was an undercurrent of accusation in the statement.

      Ben shook his hand and tried to stand in the narrow booth. “I am.” The man gestured him back down.

      “I’m Hector, Corie’s boss.”

      “Ah. Wonderful dinner. Those were the best shrimp I’ve ever had.”

      “Thank you.” Hector squeezed into the opposite side of the booth. “Why are you here?” he asked bluntly.

      Surprised by that question, Ben replied politely, “Family business.”

      “But you’re not her family. Your brother is her brother, but you’re not...her brother.”

      Ben laughed as Hector struggled with the family connections. “You must have her confidence if you know the Palmer-Manning family structure.”

      “Manning?”

      “Manning was their mother’s name and since their fathers came and went rapidly, their mother thought it was easier for all of them if they went by her name. Jack was adopted by my family, so he’s now a Palmer.”

      Hector nodded, then tried to lean toward him but his girth was too firmly wedged into the booth to allow that. “She’s my friend,” he said, “and one of the best waitresses I’ve ever had.” He bobbed his head from side to side. “There are some not-so-good stories from when she was a kid. She had a tough life.”

      Ben agreed with that but had to add, “She was arrested for assault just last year.”

      Hector hooked a thumb in the direction of the man who’d arrived a short time ago. “Against him. She was defending herself from...you know.”

      The man in question was now nuzzling a blonde, who seemed pleased by his attention. “That’s Pimental?”

      “Yes.”

      He didn’t seem particularly impressive or scary, though Ben had been a cop long enough to never trust appearances.

      “Why is he allowed to remain in office if he behaves like that with women?”

      Hector made a scornful sound. “The charges were dropped. The case never went to trial, but the point is, what happened wasn’t her fault. Don’t give her trouble about things she can’t do anything about.”

      “I’m not here to give her trouble. I’m here to find out the truth...” He doubted Corie had confided in her boss about stealing the jewels. “About some personal things.”

      Hector measured him with a look. “All right. See that you don’t or I’ll have to give you trouble. And don’t think I can’t.”

      “Understood.”

      “Good.”

      As Hector shifted out of the booth, angry words came from Pimental, who was now standing at the cash register with Sukie.

      Ben leaned sideways to see what was going on.

      “I got this,” Hector said and started toward Pimental and Corie, who stood behind the counter.

      Ben wandered over anyway. Corie was handing back Pimental’s credit card. “I’m sorry,” she said. “It was declined. Do you want to use another one?”

      Pimental pushed it back at her. “I said, run it again.”

      “And I said,” she replied, “I ran it twice. It was declined. Twice.”

      “That’s impossible.”

      She turned the credit card processing terminal toward him. The word DECLINED was clearly visible on the small screen. “I’m sorry.”

      “I’ll just bet you are,” Pimental said darkly.

      Corie smiled blandly. “Is it possible your wife overdrew it and neglected to tell you?”

      Ben had to admire her complete disregard for discretion considering the man was here with another woman. Pimental’s face flushed dark red.

      “Oh, for heaven’s sake.” Sukie stepped between Pimental and the counter and handed Corie several bills, hitting her with a mildly disapproving glance for the reference to Mrs. Pimental. “I’m sure it’s a mistake, but I’ll just pay until it’s sorted out.”

      Corie made change and handed it to Sukie. Sukie gave her back a five-dollar tip. She smiled at Hector. “It was a lovely dinner, Hector. Good night. Come on, Bobby.” She looped her arm in Pimental’s and led him away.

      He held Sukie back long enough to snatch the money out of Corie’s hand. “Personal comments are poor service,” he accused. “You don’t deserve a tip.”

      As his customers walked out the door, Hector looked reluctantly amused. “Not nice to mention Mrs. Pimental.”

      Corie conceded that with a nod. “I know. But it’s not like he tries to hide his infidelity or that Sukie doesn’t know she exists.”

      “True. But you’re out five bucks.”

      She grinned. “It was worth it.”

      He reached into the till to pull out a ten-dollar bill and handed it to her. “Yes, it was. I enjoyed it, too. Let’s lock up.”

       CHAPTER THREE

      CORIE AND POLLY filled the dishwasher while Ben helped Hector turn chairs upside down on the tables to mop the floor. Hector told him how he’d gotten into the business, shown him pictures of his three boys and three girls and his wife, and said his daughters loved Corie because she helped them update their clothes to look new and fashionable. “When you’re a girl in school, that’s important,” he said. “And Corie has this gift with design.”

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