Justice is Coming. Delores Fossen

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      Chapter Three

      Declan backed Eden deeper into the shadows and took aim out the window. The guy didn’t appear to be on the verge of shooting, but Declan didn’t want to take any chances. If this moron fired, it would be the last shot he’d ever take.

      Without moving his attention from the man with that rifle, Declan pushed the button on his phone to call his foster brother Wyatt.

      “You still at the ranch?” Declan asked the moment Wyatt answered.

      “Yeah. About to leave for work now. Why?”

      “I got a problem. Several of them, in fact.” He spared Eden a glance to make sure she wasn’t ready to do anything stupid. Her attention, too, was staked to the guy outside, and judging from her reaction, his being there wasn’t part of her plan.

      Whatever her plan was.

      Just in case her plan was to still kill him, Declan repositioned her so that she was hip to hip with him. He didn’t want her in his line of sight in case she tried to grab her Glock from his jeans.

      “A man has a rifle pointed at my house,” Declan explained to his brother. “I need you out here, but make a quiet approach from the back. I’d do it myself, but I have another unexpected visitor. This one’s inside, and it’s Zander Gray’s daughter.”

      Wyatt cursed. “What the hell’s going on?”

      “Not sure yet, but I’m about to find out.” Declan used the camera on his phone to click a picture of the guy, and he fired it off to Wyatt. “Send that to Dallas and see if we can get a hit on facial recognition. I need it fast. Oh, and if possible, keep the guy outside alive. I need to question him.”

      “I’ll try,” Wyatt assured him.

      Declan had no doubt that Wyatt would indeed try, and it shouldn’t take him long to get to Declan’s place, since the main ranch house was less than a mile away. Wyatt would hurry, too. No doubts about that.

      “You recognize that man with the rifle?” Declan asked Eden the moment he ended the call with Wyatt.

      “No.” She didn’t hesitate, either. “But I warned you that someone was likely watching.”

      Yeah, someone who wanted to make sure she murdered him.

      But there were some huge holes in her story. For instance, if someone had wanted him dead, why send a female P.I. with a goody-two-shoes voice and a body that could distract a man? A face, too.

      Maybe that was exactly why someone had sent her.

      Declan had never hurt a woman, even one that he’d butted heads with. And it could be the person behind all of this thought Eden might be able to pull the trigger before he even saw it coming.

      Declan motioned for her to take out her phone when he felt it vibrate. She pulled it out, and her breath stalled when she saw the screen.

      “The caller blocked the number,” she relayed.

      The guy with the rifle had both hands on his weapon, so he wasn’t making the call, but it could be coming from the person who’d hired this would-be triggerman and Eden, as well.

      “Answer it,” Declan insisted. “And put it on speaker.”

      She nodded, and her hand was trembling when she clicked the buttons. Eden didn’t say anything. She just waited for the caller to respond, and she didn’t have to wait long.

      “You there, Gray?” the caller asked her. A man.

      Declan used his phone to record the call so he could have it analyzed. Hopefully it wouldn’t be needed as part of a murder investigation—Declan’s own or Eden’s.

      “I’m here,” she answered. “I’m sure you heard the shots. O’Malley’s dead, so give me the password to delete the lies you planted on my computer.”

      That request meshed with the story she’d told Declan, but he wasn’t ready to believe her just yet. For reasons he didn’t yet understand, all of this—including her response to this call—could be part of her plan.

      “Can’t give you anything without proof,” the caller argued. “I’m sending in someone to see the body.”

      “There’s not СКАЧАТЬ