2 - Heron's Cove by Carla Neggers

Author:Carla Neggers [Neggers, Carla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Suspense
ISBN: 9781459237827
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-08-01T15:27:01+00:00

15

COLIN WAS READY to jump out of his skin. “Mike called on my way down here,” he said, following Yank out of the conference room into his office. “He’d just come from the rectory with Finian Bracken. Fin ran into the Russian designer, Tatiana Pavlova, at the Sisters of the Joyful Heart’s shop in Heron’s Cove. She told him she was just checking it out.”

“She’s an artist. It’s an arts-and-crafts store. Makes sense, doesn’t it?”

Colin shrugged as he sat on the wide brick windowsill, Boston Harbor spread out before him on a gray afternoon. “She also stopped up at the convent. Mike says Fin was out of sorts. He thinks there’s more to it but Fin didn’t want to tell him.”

“Maybe he’ll tell you.”

“That’s what Mike said, too.”

Yank sank onto the tall-backed chair at his desk. Behind him was a credenza with no personal items, not even a picture of his wife. Colin had met Lucy Yankowski, a dark-eyed psychologist with a pixie haircut and a pixie face. She was a lot cuter than her husband of ten years, and at least as smart.

“Does Lucy know you don’t have any pictures of her on your desk?”

Yank scowled. “I don’t like distractions. I’ve got pictures at home.”

“At home in Virginia or—”

“None of your damn business, Donovan.” Yank pushed back his chair, thought a moment. “What if Rusakov’s arrival in Heron’s Cove really is Sharpe-related and has nothing to do with you?”

“It does feel personal.” Colin returned his gaze to the harbor as he continued. “I don’t like having Rusakov, Alexander and Bulgov in London at the same time. We weren’t on Bulgov around the clock then. We don’t know what he did, who he met with. London’s a big city but these three are all rich, well-connected Russians.”

“That’s why we had the meeting today that you skipped.”

Colin ignored the gibe. “Do you still think you know Emma?”

“I know more about the Sharpes and who the Sharpes know than I do about you and who you know.”

“I’m a Donovan from Rock Point and I know a bunch of lobstermen, cops, FBI agents and thugs.”

“Don’t try to pretend you’re simple.”

“I am simple. Emma isn’t. Rusakov and Alexander aren’t.” Colin watched boats return to the wharf next to Yank’s building. “I can do my job, Yank, but I’m not objective. Not where Emma’s concerned.”

“It’s possible Rusakov is just in Heron’s Cove to get this collection back, but I want to know why he and Alexander were in London the same time as Vladimir Bulgov.”

“So do I,” Colin said.

As he eased off the windowsill, he felt an unwelcome twinge of pain in his lower back. He had woken up stiff and sore to his bones, with no Emma. She had already slipped out of her makeshift bed early to make coffee. He had joined her in the kitchen and helped her pick out new cabinets, an act of normalcy that underlined just how abnormal their relationship and the situation with the Nightingale were.

“You okay?” Yank asked with obvious concern.

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