Her Hero And Protector. Shawna Delacorte
needed to. His behavior had been above board.
Could she really trust this stranger who had served time in prison? She tried to regain her composure. Did she have any other options at the moment? She would take it one step at a time.
“You said you found something at my house?” She looked at him questioningly. “What did you find?”
He didn’t answer her. Instead, he took the digital camera from his pocket and removed the card. Next, he took the laptop computer from the desk, plugged it in and turned it on.
Curiosity got the best of her. She edged her way over to the desk to see what he was up to. “What are you doing? Why won’t you answer my question about what you found?”
“I’m about to show you. I took lots of pictures. Give me a few minutes and I’ll have them downloaded into the computer, then you can see them large size on the screen.” As the photographs were transferred from the card to the computer hard drive, he took her appointment book and PDA from his jacket and set them on the desk.
Before he brought the pictures up on the screen, he edged into the conversation he really wanted. “Tell me, do you know someone named Frank James?”
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