Operation Hero's Watch. Justine Davis

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СКАЧАТЬ Chapter 4

      Cassidy managed not to recoil at the anger in Jace’s tone, but it was a close thing. “Hell if I know,” she retorted.

      Jace looked surprised. That she’d echoed his curse? Or that it was about her brother, whom, for all her teasing, she had adored?

       A lot has changed since you were here.

      It wasn’t that she didn’t still love Cory, but... And then, belatedly, something else occurred to her. “Don’t you know where he is?”

      Jace made a face that matched her sour tone. “I haven’t talked to him in...” He trailed off, then finished with a rueful expression after he apparently figured out just how long it had been. “Four years.”

      She frowned. “But you two were best friends.”

      “Yeah. Funny how that ended once he knew I couldn’t lend him money anymore.”

      He looked as if he regretted saying it, so she hastened to say, “I get it. I didn’t hear much from him after the bank of Cassidy closed up, either.”

      He frowned. “Are you...in financial trouble? With the shop, and I thought your folks had a little life insurance—”

      “Not in trouble, just...tight. The shop’s breaking even, but no more. I cut Cory off after he blew through his half of the insurance money in a few months. It wasn’t that much, only fifty thousand, but...” She waited for the look, the one some people gave her, accusatory. How could she cut off her own brother if he needed help?

      Instead he just said softly, “Good for you.” She blinked, surprised. “I know what he likely blew it on,” he explained.

      She felt a jab of relief that she wouldn’t have to explain. “Is that why you stopped loaning him money, too?”

      “No. I—” He cut himself off, gave a sharp shake of his head. “Never mind. Irrelevant.”

      She supposed it wasn’t relevant, but she couldn’t help wondering what had made him say it like that. With such an edge.

      “Are we sure of that?”

      The inquiry sounded mild compared to Jace’s edge, but Cassidy doubted anything coming from the man who had been sitting so silently yet still was such a presence in the room should be taken lightly.

      “What do you mean, Mr. Crawford?”

      “Rafe, please. I already feel old enough just getting up in the morning.”

      He said it so wryly she couldn’t help but smile. “All right, then, Rafe,” she said. “Are you saying my brother might be connected to this?”

      It seemed an impossibility to her, but she kept her tone neutral. She’d learned a lot about self-control when it came to her brother.

      “That depends,” the man said, shifting his steady gaze to Jace, “on what exactly he was spending that money on.”

      “Not drugs,” Jace said, with a quick glance at Cassidy. “He was never into that, or alcohol. But he was...always looking for the easy way. The big thing that was going to make him really rich.”

      “There are many people who would consider having fifty grand in the bank pretty rich,” Rafe said.

      Cassidy saw Jace’s head snap around as he stared at the other man rather too pointedly to just be a response to him speaking. “Yes,” he said. “There are.”

      There had been something in those words, too, something harsh and...personal? Whatever it was, she didn’t like it. Jace had had enough of that in his life, with his strict, overbearing father. The man had made her feel impossibly inadequate the few times she’d been around him, and Cory had told her tales that had made her shudder, so she could only imagine how he’d made Jace feel.

      “I don’t think my brother could be involved in this. I haven’t spoken to him in several weeks, and I haven’t seen him in four months,” she said now. She glanced at Jace. “I did try to call him a few times before I called you. He never called back.”

      “Sounds par for the course for him.”

      She sighed. “It didn’t used to be.”

      “A lot of things didn’t used to be.”

      Again that edge had crept into his voice. And this time he was facing her, and she saw him fight it down.

      “He’s the one who left me your number and told me...to call you if I couldn’t reach him and needed help. Because you—”

      She cut herself off, realizing they were into territory she wasn’t sure she wanted to discuss in front of a complete stranger, even one who was here to help.

      “Made him a promise,” Jace finished softly.

      “Yes.”

      “And that promise,” the man she’d been worried about talking in front of said, “is why Foxworth is involved. Helping good people keep honest promises is high on the list of things we do.”

      It seemed impossible to her that such a thing existed, yet here they were, this intimidating man who looked as if he’d have no problem handling any trouble that came at him, and the dog who somehow made him less frightening.

      “Speaking of lists,” he added, “I’ll need one, of everyone you see on a regular basis. The personal names first, then business. Include when you last saw or spoke to them, and the circumstances. Don’t try to narrow it down, or leave anyone off that you think is unlikely or impossible. Let us do that.”

      “Us?” She glanced at Jace, who hadn’t been in her life for nearly ten years. Never mind that he’d often been in her mind.

      “I meant Foxworth,” Rafe said. “We’ve got resources.”

      She frowned. “And you’re going to use them to, what? Poke around in the lives of everyone I know?”

      “I promise you, they will never know.”

      She still didn’t like the idea. “I don’t think so.”

      For a brief moment, he didn’t answer. He looked just rueful enough that her entire impression of him changed. In that moment he looked like a man in unknown waters. It echoed in his voice when he said, “I made a big assumption, Ms. Grant, and I shouldn’t have.”

      “What big assumption?”

      He nodded. “That you wanted our help. I’m not usually the front man for Foxworth, or I wouldn’t have forgotten a crucial step.”

      “What are you, usually?”

      Surprise flickered in his eyes, but only for an instant. “If I answered that, you might say no when you need to say yes.”

      She wasn’t sure what to make of that but guessed he meant that if there was dirty work to be done, he did СКАЧАТЬ