08_Blindside by Catherine Coulter

Author:Catherine Coulter
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 0786547219
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2010-11-08T00:00:00+00:00

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Sam stared up at her, then he shook his head. “Really?” Sam said. “Why did your brother take me?”

“I don’t know, dear. We haven’t been close for many years now.”

“I wouldn’t want to be close to Fatso either.”

“I can see your point.”

Reverend McCamy said from the doorway, “So you’re Sam Kettering, the little boy who was kidnapped.”

“I’m not little,” Sam said.

“He’s six,” Elsbeth said.

“You look pretty little to me,” the reverend said, ignoring his wife as he walked forward to stand over Sam.

“You’re old,” Sam said, staring up at him. “That’s why you’re bigger than me.”

“Do you think Agent Savich is old?” Reverend McCamy asked, not smiling, his dark eyes intent on Sam’s face.

“Well, sure, he’s even taller than you, but he’s really strong. I’ve seen him and my dad throw each other all over the place at the gym. They punch each other, yell insults, and groan, and then they’re laughing.”

“Sam’s father and I work out together occasionally,” Savich said to Reverend McCamy. “Sam, why don’t you and Keely check out that fireplace. It looks pretty old and big to me.”

Sam said, never looking away from Reverend McCamy, “Did you push your aunt down the stairs, sir?”

There was dead silence in the living room. Bad idea to bring the kids, Savich thought, but on the other hand, you never knew what could shake loose. So much for the kids watching TV in the other room. Savich watched the reverend’s face. He was pale, too pale, except for the dark beard stubble, and now, perhaps, he’d paled just a bit more. He looked like an old-time zealot in all that black with those burning eyes of his. He gave Savich the creeps.

Reverend McCamy shook his head. He reached out his hand to touch Sam, then drew it back. “Why no, I didn’t. Why would you think I did, Sam?”

Sam shrugged. “I don’t know, sir. Some grown-ups do really bad things. Like Beau and Fatso.”

“Fatso? Oh, you mean Clancy. Yes, what you said, that’s true enough, and you have good reason to know that. But I’m a man of God, Sam. My mission in life is to bring others to Him, to accept how He suffered for all of us, how He atoned for our sins, even Beau’s and Clancy’s. And He allows some of us to experience His own sacrifice.”

“I wish you’d brought Fatso and Beau to God,” Sam said, “before they took me away from my dad.”

“Well, who knows? Maybe they were thinking about God when they took you. We’ll never know, will we? Not all men are capable of achieving anything like goodness. Are you good, Sam?”

Sam didn’t say a word, just stared up at Reverend McCamy.

Keely said, “He’s a boy, but I think he’s a little bit good.”

Reverend McCamy said, “You’re the sheriff’s daughter, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” Keely said, hugging Savich’s pant leg. “You look like a man in one of my mama’s old movies, you know, black and white before there were colors. I don’t like black and white.

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