Capturing A Colton. C.J. Miller

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      Allison looked back at the house. “I figured that was part of the reason we were doing it. Knox will like seeing this place taken off the face of the earth. Nothing but heartache here.”

      It was one of the first times Allison had mentioned her Colton husband. “The town doesn’t want it here. I wouldn’t have torn it down otherwise.” Not exactly true, but it helped that most of the town was happy to see it gone.

      Before the town had known about the criminal enterprise Livia had helped run from La Bonne Vie, it had celebrated her and her children. They had been local celebrities. Livia had donated money to build Shadow Creek Memorial Hospital. Her name had been on the chapel inside the hospital, which had been renamed after her conviction. Her generosity had been the veil covering the truth of Livia Colton’s life.

      She was a liar, murderer and a thief and used people like disposable lives.

      “I’ll let you know if we find anything of major interest,” Allison said. She returned to the house and Declan was left alone with his thoughts.

      The finality of destroying La Bonne Vie would be the jewel in the crown of Livia being found and arrested. Staying away from her home was impossible; she had just stayed there for weeks. When she was caught, Declan would campaign for her to be transferred to the most secure prison in the South.

      Livia Colton wouldn’t see the light of day again.

      * * *

      Declan’s nerves were tight. Another conference call with SinCo’s lawyers and another week had gone by since Tim DeVega, SinCo’s former accountant, had taken off with over two hundred thousand dollars, embezzling the money and then disappearing. Declan refused to let DeVega go without pursuit. The authorities hadn’t found him, but Declan wouldn’t give up. He had hired private investigators to track DeVega down.

      The money was important, but it was more than that. It had cost Declan a deal in progress when he hadn’t had the cash on hand to close. He was heavily invested in his real estate company. After acquiring one property and finalizing the development plans, he was quick to move forward with another property. Each sale netted him more money, and the more properties he turned over, the better.

      He had his eye on three burned-out apartment buildings in Killeen, located in central Texas. The structures had been built in the twenties, renovated over a dozen times, each time cutting a few corners, until a fire had demolished all three. The violated building codes had made the apartments a hazard. Declan wanted to buy the destroyed buildings cheaply, tear them down and construct a luxury condo community with a view of the nearby lake.

      Leaving the B and B in Shadow Creek, he stopped at the Cozy Diner. He ordered two meals to go. Though he wasn’t obligated to, he wanted to check in on Jade. Her concerns about her mother were well-founded. Recently, in an absolutely terrifying ordeal, Livia had kidnapped Edith and had almost killed her. Understanding Livia’s motives were impossible, except to say they were selfish.

      When he had seen Jade kneeling on the ground, head in her hands, he had been scared and worried, borderline panicked. That reaction was a surprise to him. Caring for someone he knew so little about wasn’t like him. He kept people at a distance for a reason. His father had betrayed their family, his mother had left, and during almost every other experience he’d had in foster care and in the business world, he’d had to watch his back. Keeping a cool distance from others was in his comfort zone.

      Carrying the handled plain brown bag from the Cozy Diner, Declan stepped out of the car. He’d parked in front of Jade’s house, which seemed to be the heart of the farm. Across the street was parked a dark sedan with tinted windows. It might have been the same one from the night of Edith’s engagement party. Not very subtle. The FBI couldn’t know how much the Colton children were involved with Livia, and Livia could show up any place, any time. Her connections and access to funds made her hard to catch.

      Jade was in the round pen with a horse. She was wearing tan boots and tight khaki pants. Her white collared shirt fit her curves, giving her a casual and sexy appearance. In her hand was a long rope attached to the horse’s halter, and she turned as the horse moved. Watching her, he was captivated again by her intensity and focus. He approached the five-foot-high slatted fence. Not wanting to break her concentration, he waited.

      After a few seconds, she turned to him and waved. The smile on her face socked him in the gut. She was beautiful. He motioned for her to come over. She said something to her horse and then approached.

      “Hey, stranger,” she said. “Two days in a row. How did I get so lucky?”

      “I told you I would come by. I know you’re anxious about what’s been going on around Shadow Creek.”

      Jade looked over her shoulder. “I’ve called Shadow Creek home all my life and I love the wide-open spaces. But I’ve been starting to wish I wasn’t as isolated out here. It gets creepy.”

      “Do you have time to take a break?” He held up the bag. Not mentioning the incident from the day before, it crossed his mind a filling meal would help her through the day.

      “Let me take Tiny to graze. Then yes, thank you—that sounds great.”

      As Jade took care of her horse, Declan looked to where he had seen the dark sedan. It was gone. Many Coltons in the region meant the authorities had to split their time. Couldn’t sit on Jade’s farm around the clock. Though Declan liked the idea of them being close in case Livia approached her daughter, from what Declan knew of the local authorities, led by Sheriff Bud Jeffries, he couldn’t count on them to keep the Coltons safe. Bud didn’t hide his blatant dislike for the Coltons. Bud Jeffries wasn’t an idiot, but he was inept and stubborn. He wanted to run the sheriff’s office in his own way and he didn’t like anyone telling him what to do.

      Jade appeared again. She walked with a swagger and the sway of her hips captivated him. Declan was lost. She was everything a Texas woman should be, except that she was the daughter of his enemy.

      “We can eat under the acacia tree,” she said, pointing a distance away from the house.

      He followed her and then sat in the grass beneath the tree, enjoying the shade. Declan set out the food, letting Jade pick first. She selected the club sandwich: turkey, black forest ham and roast beef, cucumbers, tomatoes and lettuce on a fresh sub roll. Declan unwrapped his cold cut with ham, salami and bologna on a wheat roll with mayonnaise and tomato.

      “I asked the waitress at the Cozy Diner for the two best sellers,” Declan said.

      “Good choice. They’re both great picks,” Jade said, taking a bite of sandwich. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the tree.

      They ate in comfortable silence.

      “I appreciate this, Declan,” Jade said. “I sometimes forget to take breaks and it catches up to me.”

      “Is that what happened yesterday?” he asked.

      After a thoughtful moment, she shook her head. “That was just a bunch of problems and worries catching up to me. My farm hasn’t been open long and while I love the work, there’s so much of it. It will be years before I’m out from under the paperwork and the financial pressures. I run this place on donations and the occassional horse sale, and I try hard not to dip too often into my salary, but it’s hard. I want to do all I can for the animals and it’s СКАЧАТЬ