A Family Homecoming by Laurie Paige

Author:Laurie Paige
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Silhouette
Published: 2000-11-03T23:00:00+00:00

Kyle tensed in every muscle in his body at Danielle’s startled cry. He grabbed his gun from its holster and ran to the door. He burst out, going down to his knees, his gun raised, ready to fire at whatever danger presented itself.

Danielle rushed toward him. He stood in time for her to fling herself against him. “A man,” she said. “Be careful.”

“Where?” His eyes raked the yard but he saw nothing.

“In the trees.”

He put her behind him. “Get inside the garage,” he ordered. “I’ll check it out.”

At that moment a white shape moved, separating itself from the snow-clad trees. The person walked toward them. He was covered in snow and looked like the abominable snowman, come to life.

“Halt,” Kyle called out. “FBI. Put your hands over your head and don’t move.”

The man shuffled to a stop. Kyle realized it was an old man with a beard down to his chest, bundled up to his chin in a parka that was too big and totally covered in snow. He held something in his right hand. It looked like a jacket.

“Toss the jacket to the side. Carefully.”

The old man did so, then raised his hands above his head. He was visibly trembling, whether from age, cold or fright, Kyle didn’t know. He walked forward cautiously, keeping the gun trained on the man.

“Who are you?” he demanded when he was close enough to get a good look at the man, who looked ancient.

“Homer Gilmore,” the man said.

The name rang a bell, but Kyle couldn’t place it. At any rate, it wasn’t the name of one of the kidnappers, nor did the doddery old man appear to pose a threat.

“The prospector that Rafe mentioned,” Danielle said right behind him.

Kyle frowned. She hadn’t followed his orders worth a damn. He’d have something to say to her about that later on. “Okay,” he said to the man, motioning toward the house with the muzzle of the gun, “let’s go in and see if we can figure this out.”

Homer pointed toward the jacket tossed in the snow. “That belongs to your daughter. I was bringing it back.”

“Jenny’s coat,” Danielle said. “Sara was wearing it when she was taken.”

“That’s right.” Homer nodded his head vigorously. Snow fell in a shower around him.

“Were you under the trees earlier?” Danielle asked, moving around Kyle and up the path to the house.

Kyle gritted his teeth. She was between him and his line of fire. She knew better—

“Come on in,” she called out. “Here, let’s brush this snow off. I thought you were some kind of apparition when I first saw you.”

Homer chuckled. “I was waiting for you to come back to the house. Didn’t figure you’d be at the stable long in this weather.”

Danielle cast him a glance as a blush mounted her cheeks. Kyle suddenly recalled that he had no shirt or coat on and that the snow, higher than his sneakers, was freezing his ankles. The temperature was around twenty degrees, but there was no wind blowing, thank heavens.

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