Luca sat behind the wheel in their car. She didn’t like it. He was vulnerable, and though he was one of the toughest people she knew, he was injured. If the person in the truck was Ricardo, he could walk up and fire a gun into the driver’s side. Her mouth went dry, and she...
They ate tuna sandwiches and drank decaf coffee waiting for Pike’s call, which never came. With no word from Lassiter, she figured it would probably not be a restful night for Pike. He no doubt deserved it, but she found herself hoping it wasn’t too horrible for him. Rocky and Stu joined them aft...
Harvey said, his face wreathed in a smile as he brushed Radar’s coat. “That’s where Pauline took us. On November 2. It was a Sunday.” Donna tried to keep her excitement in check as they headed back to the SUV. Brent edged into the driver’s seat before she could manage it. ...
she hissed.“Ivy? Ivy, are you hurt?” He looked down into her face. His wet hair dripped water onto her forehead as he knelt in front of her.She stared at him, gasping. “Tim? Is it you?”“Are you all right? What happened?” He looked frantically at her, searching for signs of injury. Something, anyt...
She should break down and get one of those fancy tablets or iPads for her notes, but the whole notion of trekking around the forest with a computer seemed ridiculous. So she sat in the closet-size office, a converted shed, truth be told, transcribing her notes and typing them into the ancient des...
The spiraling sensation in her stomach told her that they were falling. Not falling, she realized. Rising, skimming upward along the cable, the old filament of steel that had been lying neglected for a decade. She could not get her eyes to focus as ...
It felt both wonderful and terrible to feel it there, knowing the last person to hold it had been her precious sister right before her life was ripped away. The tears rolled unchecked, and the grief swelled so big she thought it would tear her apart. All the anguish that she’d thought had ebbed c...
Those mischievous eyes, the dimples carved into his cheeks, the lazy twang of his Southern accent. Trey Black could not be here in the wreck of an opera house. Worse yet, it was not possible that her stomach stirred at the sight of him, nerves jangling at the touch of his big hands. &...
The police would handle things now, ferret out the connection between Colda and Donald. They’d make the case and convict him, if he was fit enough to stand trial. So why didn’t Victor feel the surge of satisfaction he’d been coveting for four years? He was a treasure seeker who had found no treas...
“Taking your time returning my call, Cloudman. Didn’t you get the message I left with your aunt?” Bill gripped the phone and turned away from Heather but she followed him, her face etched with concern. “It’s a matter of time before you’re caught and sent back to jail, Oscar.” Oscar laughed into t...
Betsy was sitting up now, against Kelly’s wishes. “I’m fine. I didn’t hit my head and I’m not going to the hospital. A hot shower is all I need.” “Betsy,” Chenko said. “Be a good girl now. Do what you’re told.” “I’ve taken worse tumbles than this. I…” He raised his voice a fraction to stop her fr...
