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- KurzbeschreibungReturning 13 years after an embarrassing incident from her teens to the hometown of her beloved late aunt, forensic genealogist Lucy Sheridan makes shocking discoveries about her aunt's death, the disappearance of a cold-blooded local and an attractive former cop. By the best-selling author of
Dream Eyes . Includes teaser. Reprint.
- AutorJayne Ann Krentz
- Seiten432 Seiten
- Gewicht204 g
- LeseprobeThis excerpt is from an advance uncorrected proof.
Copyright © 2014 by Jayne Ann Krentz
Mason Fletcher lounged against the sales counter, a gleaming wrench gripped loosely in one hand. He regarded Lucy with a lot of interest infused with a dash of cool disapproval. She found the combination both annoying and unnerving. But the real problem was that Mason looked even better now than he had thirteen years ago when he had figured so powerfully in her fevered teenage imagination. Her first reaction upon walking through the door of Fletcher Hardware had been primal and flat-out breath taking. I've been looking for you. The wolf-sized dog that padded out from behind the counter to inspect her regarded her with an expression remarkably similar to Ma son's. The animal wasn't just the size of a wolf-it looked like one, as well. An aging wolf, she concluded. There was some gray around the muzzle. The beast's eyes were not the standard dark brown associated with most breeds. Instead, they were a disconcerting shade of hazel gold that was a little too close to the color of Mason's eyes. "That's Joe," Mason said, nodding toward the dog. She looked down at Joe and held out her hand. "Hello, Joe."
Joe stared at her for a moment longer, his gaze unflinching. Evi dently concluding that she was neither a threat nor prey, he sniffed her fingers. Satisfied, he sat back. Gingerly, she scratched him behind his ears. Joe chuffed a bit and licked her hand.
"He likes you," Mason said. "Mostly he ignores people."
"I'm thrilled, of course, that he doesn't intend to rip out my throat," Lucy said.
"He hasn't gone for anyone's throat for at least a week." Mason tossed the gleaming wrench into the air and caught it with a barely noticeable twist of his wrist, making it look easy. "Heard you were in town to clean out your aunt's place and put it on the market."
"That's the plan." She stopped rubbing Joe's ears and straightened.
She was determined to remain as cool as Mason. It wasn't easy. She was still struggling to get past the shock of coming face-to-face with him. She had expected to see his uncle behind the counter when she walked into the hardware store.
The possibility that she might run into Mason while she was in Summer River had occurred to her, but she had dismissed it as ex tremely remote. According to the last update from Sara some six months ago, Mason was in Washington, D.C., where he and his brother ran a very expensive, very low-profile, very sophisticated pri vate security consulting business.
"How long will you be around?" Mason asked.
She smiled. She couldn't help it. She made a show of glancing at her watch
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