With Malice. Rachel Lee

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Название With Malice
Автор произведения Rachel Lee
Жанр Ужасы и Мистика
Серия Mills & Boon Silhouette
Издательство Ужасы и Мистика
Год выпуска 0
isbn 9781472088826



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      She watched his shoulders sag a bit as he stepped toward the group of neighbors.

      Grant needed a familiar face, and he found it in Art Wallace. He extended his hand as Art walked toward him, leaving the other neighbors behind as he crossed the cordon.

      “I’m terribly sorry for your loss,” Art said.

      “Thanks, Art. The jackals don’t make it any easier, but I guess I have to deal with them.”

      Art nodded, then angled his head toward the detective. “Do they know anything?”

      “Not a lot. It looks like a burglary.” Grant closed his eyes for a moment. “Jeez, Art. She probably died for some files that anyone could have had for the asking.”

      Art shook his head slowly. “I don’t know what to say, Grant. If there’s anything I can do, anything at all…”

      “Actually, I came over to ask, are your daughters home with you?”

      Art nodded. “Yes. My ex is getting married again, so I’ve got them for three months.”

      Grant reached out and squeezed his shoulder. “I’m sorry, Art.”

      “It was bound to happen.” Art’s wife had left him just over a year ago, and his pain was a palpable thing, even though he never referred to Elizabeth in any other way than as his ex. “So yes, I’ve got the girls for a few months. I can’t tell you how grateful I am for that.”

      “I can imagine.”

      Art nodded, then smiled. “We should be grateful for our blessings as they come. Now, what can I do to help you out?”

      “This is going to be hell for the girls. They need a few days to adapt, but then they’re going to need to get back in school. And I don’t know how long it’ll be before they’ll give me the house back. Or how long it’ll take to…” He couldn’t speak the words. They stuck in his throat.

      “They’re welcome to stay with us, Grant. They’ve always been welcome. You know you don’t need to ask.”

      “I know, Art. It shouldn’t be for long. I hate to impose.”

      Art took his hand firmly. “Grant, we’ve been neighbors for ten years. You’re not imposing. I’d be glad to help, and you know Lucy and Jessie love your daughters like sisters.”

      Grant managed a chuckle. “And they fight like sisters.”

      “That’s part of the package,” Art said, smiling. “It’s not a problem. Really. That’s what friends do.”

      “You’re good people,” Grant said. “Look, I need to get back home. I’ll call you when I think the girls are ready to get back to school.”

      “We’ll look forward to it,” Art said. “Take care of your family.”

      Grant looked up into a graceful live oak, as if trying to divine the secrets of the universe from its gnarled limbs. “I don’t know if it’s a matter of me taking care of them or them taking care of me.”

      Art clapped a hand on his shoulder. “I know, Grant. I know. Get on home to them.”

      “Thanks, Art.”

      “A friend?” Karen asked when he returned to the car.

      “A friend.”

      “You seem to make close friends, Senator.”

      He studied her eyes for portents of an ulterior motive but saw none. “I do, I guess. In the end, what else is there but those we love and the memories we make with them?”

      She nodded, glancing toward Art Wallace as he walked back around a copse of trees toward his house. “That’s a beautiful sentiment, Senator. Do you ever disagree with any of your friends?”

      “What are you suggesting?”

      Those clear gray eyes of hers returned to him. “I just wondered if you ever had any disagreements with your neighbors. People are human, after all. This neighborhood can’t be Eden before the fall.”

      “No, it’s not. Of course we don’t all see eye-to-eye on everything. Fortunately, we’re all too civilized to get nasty about it.”

      She nodded. “What kinds of things do you disagree about?”

      He gave her a crooked smile. “Politics, mainly. Given my position, I’m a lightning rod for such discussions. But they’re my constituents, too, so I listen. Matt Witherspoon, across the street, cordially dislikes my position on gun control. I have no doubt he votes against me.”

      She nodded. “And the guy you just talked to?”

      Now a look of faint amusement brightened his gaze, momentarily erasing his grief. “Art? Art and I have been close friends for about ten years now. It doesn’t bother me in the least that he volunteers for Randall Youngblood.”

      “Youngblood?”

      “The head of the cane growers’ association. He’s lobbying against my environmental bill.”

      “And your neighbor volunteers for him?”

      “Why not? It’s his constitutional right to oppose legislation.” He cocked his head. “You know, Detective, it’s entirely possible for gentlemen to disagree and still be friends. In fact, I don’t believe Congress has settled legislation at gunpoint once in its entire history.”

      Her face revealed nothing. “It’s my job to ask these questions.”

      He felt a twinge of embarrassment. “Of course it is. I’m sorry. It’s just that I’ve never had a disagreement with any of my neighbors that’s even reached the level of raised voices.”

      She nodded, still expressionless.

      “Thank you for your help, Detective.”

      “It’s my job, Senator. I’ll keep you posted.”

      He drove away, headed back to grief, but for the moment feeling only shame at his overreaction to Detective Sweeney’s questions. He usually displayed more self-control than that.

      But there had been enough ugliness in the last twenty-four hours, and he was damned if he was going to start suspecting everyone he knew.

      At least not until he had evidence.

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