Fearless by Helenkay Dimon

Author:Helenkay Dimon [Dimon, Helenkay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, ROMANCE - - SUSPENSE, Contemporary, Contemporary Romance Romantic Suspense
ISBN: 9780373697014
Google: nKqLrSX7_lwC
Amazon: B00BK0XLHS
Goodreads: 17277914
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Davis leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes. Between the restless night sleeping next to Lara but not touching her and the morning of searching through files for an angle on the attack, Davis’s vision blurred. The coffee helped, but after three cups the impact had worn off.

Connor had called in some favors and found out an NCIS special agent had been assigned to the Wasserman case. The police were crawling all over the marina trying to link the dead man near the parking lot to the exploding boat. Eventually someone would try to wrap a bow around it and package it all as Lara’s fault.

The Corcoran Team had to beat them all to the evidence.

He glanced at the doorway to the main hall and listened for Lara’s footsteps. She was up there showering, which had his lower body twitchy and the self-destructive part of his brain arguing that he should join her.

The chair across the conference table from him squeaked. Connor tapped a pen against the side of his head while he read the file in his hands. The chair rocked back and forth, probably without him even knowing he was doing all that bouncing.

It was a quintessential Connor pose. Deep in thought but his hand an inch away from a weapon if he had to use it.

“You okay over there?” Davis asked. “I’m the one someone is trying to kill.”

“You do have an interesting effect on people.” Connor smiled as he glanced up.

“What has you so engrossed?”

“I’m double-checking the law-enforcement professionals assigned to investigate Lara to make sure we don’t have an inside man. Someone is trying to implicate her. It would be easy for a person close to the case to do it.”

“They all need to back off. We don’t need help with this.” The automatic reaction kicked up before Davis could stop it.

“You were never good at sharing.”

Davis guessed Connor referred to their time together years ago serving on a Joint Terrorism Task Force. It predated Connor buying into and then taking over the Corcoran Team and reached back to his time in the FBI.

The work had solidified their friendship and made Davis’s post-DIA return to nongovernment work an easy transition. He hadn’t gone a single day without pay or a place to report to in the morning.

But Davis’s thoughts ran even deeper. His patterns had been set long ago. Trust didn’t come easily for him—and with good reason. For most of his life he could depend only on Pax. His mother had taken off after the car accident that had killed the father Davis had never known. It all had happened before a distinct memory could be formed of either of them.

Davis hadn’t been saddled with a naive version of family. He lived the real thing. An endless parade of distant cousins with their hands out to the state for guardianship checks. Davis had broken away from his so-called relatives as soon as he could and grabbed Pax on the way out.

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