“Hey, this is James. Just wondering how it went with McAllister today. I’m sure you have him wrapped around your finger by now, ready to sell. Oh, and I have some more information on his family, it’s about his father, some pretty shady stuff. If things get desperate, we might be able to use it. Call me.” She stared at the handset. Did she really want to know the information he had on Rafe’s family? Something shady about his father? Did Rafe know whatever it was James had uncovered? That’s the tree where Frank and I said our vows, Rafe’s mother had said. I can still hear his voice whispering to me through the pines at night. Suzanne shivered. Had Rafe’s mother known the shady things her husband had done and loved him anyway? If they used the info, would Suzanne wind up hurting the frail old woman and Rafe by shattering their loving memories? Confused, she headed to the shower to wash off the smell of the horses and the feeling of deceit that lingered on her skin from cozying up to his mother.
