Royal Protector. Laura Gordon
know, did you?”
She shook her head. “The first time I saw him was here at the ranch.”
“But you weren’t surprised to meet him. Why, Lexie?”
She stared at him a long moment and Lucas sensed she was close to cracking. Finally, she sighed, moved back to her chair and sat down. “He was a paid bodyguard.”
Her admission wasn’t really all that surprising. Her obvious distress at having been forced to admit it, however, was. “How long had he been working for you?”
“He wasn’t working for me, exactly. My family hired him.” Unmistakable anger turned her eyes a darker shade of blue. “Or to be more precise, my father hired him. He made all the arrangements.”
“What made your father believe you needed the services of a bodyguard?” Lucas studied her face as he waited for her answer and imagined what he’d do to anyone who tried to harm even one hair on her lovely head.
“There was a kidnapping attempt—” She hesitated. “It was a long time ago. When I was a child.”
“Tell me about it.”
“I don’t…remember much. I was very young.”
“What do you remember?”
“Not much. My mother died years ago. And my father…well, it’s never been a subject he’s felt inclined to discuss.” Something about the way she said the word father made Lucas want to punch the man.
“I’ll want to talk to him. To your father.”
Her laugh was short, dry and completely without humor. “Oh, believe me, you will. In fact, he’s probably tried to reach me this morning at the ranch.”
Lucas reached for the phone again. “What’s his number?”
She leaned back in her chair. “I don’t have it with me, but even if I did, you wouldn’t be able to get through.”
“Why not?”
She sat forward in her chair. “Because it doesn’t work that way.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, there’s no way to get through to him. He’s a very…busy man. Lots of meetings. And he travels a lot, too. I wouldn’t know how or where to begin looking for him today.”
“But you spoke to him yesterday.”
She nodded. “Yes. That’s why I know he’s undoubtedly tried to reach me today.”
“If you don’t mind my saying, you seem less than happy by the prospect of talking to your father.”
She shrugged, but the indifference she seemed to want to portray was undermined by the distinct sadness in her eyes.
“Are you sure there’s no way to contact him, now? At his office or at home?”
She gave him a small smile. “Trust me on this one, Lucas. By the time you drive me back to the ranch, His— My father will have left a message instructing me exactly when and where to call.”
Lucas reached for his hat. “Then let’s go.”
She nodded and rose to walk ahead of him out of his office, with all the enthusiasm of a woman headed for the gallows.
Chapter Four
In the outer office, Deputy Eli Ferguson reclined in a chair with his long legs stretched out on the desktop in front of him. “Hey, Lucas,” he said and came to his feet.
“Am I glad to see you!”
Lucas was fortunate to have such a competent second-in-command. In spite of Eli’s few annoying affectations, like wearing his sunglasses indoors and sliding into a west Texas drawl that stretched a single sentence into a lengthy monologue, he was smart and a good leader. Lucas asked Lexie to wait in his office while he turned over the loose threads of the investigation to his deputy.
“I want four more men up on that trail, checking for anything we might have missed yesterday. Also, BLM just reported a stolen truck. It’s a long shot, but there could be a connection.”
“Could be our shooter needed the truck for his getaway. I’ll compare the cast we took of the tire prints on the trail with the BLM vehicles.”
“Put out an APB on that truck,” Lucas said.
The next task was more complicated. “Last night, someone ransacked Lexie’s rental cabin. Send two men over there to check for prints and take photos.”
Eli removed his sunglasses and glanced toward the office where Lexie was waiting. “Is she all right?”
“Mo insisted she stay in the guest room at the house.” His sister had been correct in assuming there was still a danger. “I don’t need to tell you that those cabins are within spitting distance of the ranch house. I sure as hell don’t like the idea of something like this happening so near Pop’s front door.”
“I’ll get a full report from the deputy who was supposed to be on patrol last night and have it on your desk by noon.”
Lucas nodded. “From now on until this thing is over, I want you to personally oversee the surveillance at Destiny Canyon Ranch.”
“Consider it done.” Eli slipped the sunglasses back onto the bridge of his nose. “There’ll be someone on the premises round-the-clock from now until we bring in the perpetrator. So, where are you headed, Lucas? Back up to the mountain?”
“Later,” Lucas replied and inclined his head toward Lexie. “Right now, my first priority is finding out how she fits into this thing.” His gut instincts told him that the answers they sought resided somewhere in Lexie Dale’s stubborn little head. If he could find a way around her fears, convince her he was not the enemy, there just might be a way to not only apprehend a murderer but keep Lexie safe, as well. “I need you to follow up on the loose ends, so I can be free to act on whatever information I manage to pry out of our witness.”
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