She's Positive. Delores Fossen
Close enough to have heard everything.
“What secret?” he repeated, putting his hands on his hips.
“Just girl talk,” Callie volunteered.
Colin looked at Callie. Then, at Danielle. He wasn’t buying it, and that would make this assignment even more uncomfortable. Colin was like a bulldog with a bone when he thought he was on to something.
Callie excused herself and headed toward one of the vehicles. Danielle sprang into action, too.
“Did you calm down Luke’s parents?” Danielle asked, forcing herself to move. She should return to the van. To the job. She had to be more like Colin now and concentrate only on what had to be done.
But Colin caught on to her when she tried to walk past him. The eye contact came, and he examined her face with those intense blue eyes. “What secret?”
Best to try to keep it light. “It wouldn’t be a secret now if I told you, would it?”
He still didn’t let go of her, and it seemed as if he changed his mind a dozen times about saying anything. “Are you seeing someone else?”
“God, no.” She saw the surprise go through his eyes, and she wanted to smack herself. The denial had come much too adamantly and quickly. She should have let him think that he was right, and he wouldn’t have pressed about the secret.
But she didn’t want to hurt him.
Or maybe that was wishful thinking on her part—that Colin would be hurt or jealous if she had another man in her life. It wasn’t logical, but even though their marriage was over, the thought of him with another woman would hurt her to the core. That was something she’d have to work out eventually, because if he hadn’t already, Colin would find someone else. Someone not obsessed with having a baby. Someone more sympathetic to the ever-increasing dangerous assignments that he volunteered to do.
She glanced at his left hand.
No wedding ring. He’d already removed it, and he didn’t have the same swollen-finger excuse that she did. Colin had removed the ring because for him this divorce was a done deal. No more negotiations. Just the cleanup.
So that there wouldn’t be any more questions, Danielle eased out of his grip and headed toward the Vaughns, who were about thirty feet from the van. Griffin, the father, was trying to talk Tom into calling Boyd again so he could speak to him. Which wouldn’t be a good idea. It was best to keep Boyd calm, and a conversation with a terrified, angry father definitely wouldn’t help.
“Boyd has agreed to set up some video games for Luke,” Danielle told them. They stared at her and hung on to each word. “As I build a rapport with Boyd, I’ll try to make the conversations longer with Luke, while Colin works for your son’s release.”
“But I have to talk to Boyd. I’ll pay whatever he’s asking.”
“Right now, he’s not asking for money.”
“Then offer it,” Griffin insisted. “And I want to talk to Luke. I have to hear my son.”
Even though her child wasn’t born yet, Danielle understood that. “I’ll see what I can do.”
Both Colin and Tom looked at her as if she’d lost her mind. And maybe she had. Unless Griffin could totally keep the fear out of his voice, the call might upset Luke. It might make things worse. But Danielle couldn’t stop herself from seeing this as a parent. If their situations were reversed, she wouldn’t take no for an answer.
She would do anything to talk to her child.
Tom led the couple away, back toward the fence. Danielle climbed into the van. Colin was right behind her and dropped down on the seat next to her. Not by choice. It was the only place for him to sit so he’d be right next to the phone.
“You shouldn’t have given the father that kind of hope,” Colin grumbled.
“Hope is about all he has right now. And us. Colin, we have to get this little boy back to his parents.”
“Us?” he repeated. “Does that mean you’re staying?”
“I’m staying.” But the real question was, could she get through this without having a total meltdown? She was already a hormonal mess.
Danielle tried to change the subject again. “Any word on how Boyd knew I was here?”
He stared at her so long she didn’t think he would drop the subject. Finally, though, he did. “Tom thinks he might have some kind of equipment that allows him to tap into the on-site communications system. Or the van might be in his line of sight after all. Griffin Vaughn insists this is a blind spot, but that doesn’t mean Boyd couldn’t have found a way around it.”
“Either of those possibilities is better than having a mole among us.”
Colin lifted his shoulder. “We can’t rule that out yet.”
The relief was obviously short-lived. “You really think someone out here could be a traitor and feeding Boyd information?”
Another shrug. “Boyd works for a powerful criminal, Nicky Wayne. Wayne has a lot of money, and money can corrupt people. Even people who wear a badge.”
She looked around and prayed he was wrong. They had enough on their plates without worrying if someone was aiding and abetting the enemy. “So, what do we do—move the van farther back?”
“Too late for that. If Boyd’s manipulated the security camera, then he knows we’re here.”
Yes. That included Tom and Callie, too, since they had stood close to the van.
“Plus, I want to stay in the immediate area so that when the eavesdropping equipment arrives we’ll have a chance of hearing what’s going on inside,” Colin added.
It was a good plan. One that would likely cause extreme stress. She didn’t know if she could hold her tongue if she heard Boyd yelling at the already frightened child.
“So, how’d you know about that video game?” Colin asked.
It took a moment to switch gears. “Part of the job. I use games sometimes in therapy, to help a child relax. If we can get Luke to concentrate on the game, he’ll be less likely to get on Boyd’s nerves. A calmer Boyd is what we all want, right?”
Colin looked at her. Full eye contact. She felt the muscles tense in his right arm, which was pressed against her left one. “Right,” he grumbled.
But he wasn’t talking about Boyd. They were back to the secret.
Danielle braced herself for more questions and was in such a high state of anticipation that she jumped when the ringing sound shot through the van. Because she was so close to Colin and therefore close to the phone, she saw it was the same number as before. Boyd’s number.
Round two was about to start.
Colin flicked on the recorder and answered the call on speaker. “Boyd, it’s me, Colin.”
“Yeah, I know who it is, Colin.” It sounded as if he were mocking the friendliness that Colin was trying to establish.
Still, Colin stayed calm. “What can I do for you, Boyd?”
“You can tell me what the hell you think you’re doing.”
“What do you mean?” Colin still sounded calm, but she felt him tense again.
“I said no badges and no parents near the fence or the gate. You didn’t listen. You didn’t obey. Now, somebody’s gonna pay for that.”
“Boyd, just calm down. I’ll get them out of here.”
“Not just the parents,” Boyd barked. “Everybody but the doc and you.”
That sent a chill through Danielle.
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