Small-Town Secrets. Debra Webb

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      “Don’t mince words with me, Dave. We’ve known each other far too long for that. Say what’s on your mind.” Lucas was deep in negotiations related to national security. Jim and Tasha were on safari in Africa. She’d heard from them only two days ago, just before they left for an extended excursion into a remote jungle location. Whatever Dave’s news, it couldn’t be related to her family.

      Dave propped his forearms on the table and rested his gaze heavily on hers. “You know how the world of intelligence operates. I don’t have to spell it out for you. We trawl for information. Sometimes in the worst possible places, dredging intel from the worst possible characters. That’s how the job gets done.”

      Victoria nodded. Like Lucas, Dave worked in intelligence. Lucas worked directly for the government as an advisor while Dave was employed by a government contractor. And he was right; the job could take them into gritty places.

      Uneasiness stiffened Victoria’s spine. “You’ve heard something of a personal nature that concerns you.” It wasn’t a question. She knew perfectly well where this was going.

      He nodded. “You know if it was insignificant, I wouldn’t bother passing it along.”

      She did. “Does this information involve the Colby Agency?” No matter that the Colby Agency maintained a prestigious reputation, enemies were made. It was part of the business.

      “No. Not directly.”

      “Me, then.” She would much prefer he simply get to the point.

      He nodded. “Yes. I attempted to trace the information beyond my source, but I was unsuccessful. So, be advised that I have no tangible evidence to back up what I’m about to tell you. All I have is a rumor. A rumbling of discord so to speak.” Those assessing blue eyes bored into hers. “But this source is solid. Precautions need to be taken.”

      “Have you spoken to Lucas?” It suddenly struck Victoria as quite odd that he didn’t go to Lucas first. But then, she didn’t know the nature of the information he was about to pass along.

      “I couldn’t reach Lucas this morning. And I feel this shouldn’t wait.”

      She inclined her head in question.

      “My source,” he began, “indicated that there’s an operation in the final planning stages to take down Lucas where he is most vulnerable.”

      Victoria’s breath stalled in her chest. “You’re right. Precautions do need to be taken.” She didn’t have to add that this, of course, wasn’t the first time nor would it be the last that someone attempted to seek vengeance on Lucas. He’d made more than his share of enemies while working with the CIA. But no one was better at taking care of himself than Lucas. Dave was well aware of that fact.

      Victoria understood with complete certainty that the other shoe was about to drop.

      “Whoever has set this plan in motion intends to use you to get to Lucas.”

      Victoria considered the warning. “I’ll beef up my personal security, particularly while Lucas is away.” Nothing she hadn’t faced before. She knew the proper steps to initiate.

      Dave shook his head. “It gets worse, Victoria.”

      A blast of adrenaline seared through her limbs. “Don’t keep me in suspense.”

      “I don’t know many of the details, but I do know that the plan supposedly involves kidnapping your granddaughter.”

      Tentacles of fear constricted around her chest.

      “This could be nothing more than grumbling from someone you or Lucas have brought down. Blowing off steam and tossing around threats,” Dave suggested, his voice uncharacteristically soft and soothing. His eyes reflected just how badly he’d hated to pass along this information. “But considering what happened in the past, I felt you’d want to hear this as soon as possible whether or not it is warranted.”

      Victoria knew that Mildred and Jamie were at the office. She’d touched base with Mildred en route to meet Dave.

      That didn’t stop Victoria from reaching for her phone.

      She couldn’t take any chances. Not with her granddaughter. She had to be sure.

      Victoria couldn’t live through that kind of pain again.

       Chapter Two

      Dana Hall reminded herself to relax. The hustle and bustle of the Colby Agency lobby had kept her distracted at first. But now, forty-five minutes later, things had grown quiet and her anxiety had started to build.

      It was almost half past four and her appointment had been at three-thirty. Dana glanced at the receptionist. She’d apologized repeatedly for the wait.

      But it wasn’t the wait that had Dana’s tension escalating. It was second thoughts.

      Was she making a mistake by starting this? Should she leave the past in the past? She was twenty-nine years old. What difference did it make now? Learning the truth wouldn’t change anything. Her sister would still be dead. In reality, the truth would change nothing at all that mattered.

      What did she hope to accomplish?

      Dana closed her eyes. Peace. That was her goal. She couldn’t live with the uncertainty or the nightmares. Not anymore. The longer this went on, the more detailed and intense the nightmares became.

      It was time to have closure.

      To know the truth…whatever the cost. Whatever it accomplished.

      “Ms. Hall?”

      Dana looked up, then stood. “Yes.”

      The older woman who’d called her name smiled. “I’m Mildred Ballard, Victoria’s personal assistant. I apologize for the wait. Victoria can see you now. This way, please.”

      Dana followed Ms. Ballard along a long, lushly carpeted corridor until they reached a smaller, but every bit as impressive, lobby. Ms. Ballard indicated the double doors across the carpeted expanse. “Go right in, Ms. Hall. Victoria is waiting.”

      As the older woman took her seat behind her desk, Dana gathered her fleeing courage and walked toward the double doors. She was doing the right thing. No question. She couldn’t continue to live this way. She had to know the truth, and this was the only way.

      The Colby Agency came highly recommended. Not one she’d looked into had a better reputation. The agency’s long-standing in the business and priority on discretion sealed her decision.

      Dana opened the doors and entered the elegantly appointed office of Victoria Colby-Camp, head of the prestigious Colby Agency. The woman in charge stood in greeting.

      “Ms. Hall, welcome to the Colby Agency.”

      Dana summoned a smile. “I appreciate your personal attention to my case, Ms. Colby-Camp.”

      “Call me Victoria.” The head of the agency directed Dana to one of the chairs flanking her desk. “I give my personal СКАЧАТЬ