Her encounter with Adam Sutton had kept her up most of the night and plagued her dreams during the rest of it. She couldn’t get the image of his face out of her mind, couldn’t stop trying to read whatever he’d been thinking behind that stony expression. Were his motives exactly as he’d said, nothing more than wanting to protect his sister and the business they were trying to build here from someone he thought was a liar? It was understandable, but was there more to it? Was there another reason he didn’t want anyone poking around the circumstances of Courtney’s death, because he knew it hadn’t been an accident? Worst of all, that wasn’t the most disturbing part, or what kept her up most of the night. Because when she’d been facing Adam Sutton’s dangerous expression, both last night and in her dreams, the emotion that had her heart racing wildly hadn’t been fear. Not even close.
