Hero For Hire. Marie Ferrarella

her last name?”

      “Evans.” She watched him write it down. “You can’t possibly suspect Angela.”

      Chad fixed her with a long, studying look. “Yes,” he replied quietly, “I can. I can suspect anyone. I’m a very distrusting person, Veronica. It’s what makes me good at what I do.”

      She saw the merit in that, but knew how it could interfere with the rest of his life. “How do you turn that off?”

      The answer was short, succinct. “I don’t.”

      For the first time she looked at him as something other than an investigator. “Doesn’t that make things difficult for you?”

      He smiled, knowing where she was going with her question. “I don’t dabble in those kind of things,” he answered. “My work keeps me very busy. There isn’t time for anything else.”

      She’d heard that excuse before. It was one she’d given herself. Before Robert had come along.