Live and Let Love by Gina Robinson

Author:Gina Robinson [Robinson, Gina]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Agent Ex#3
ISBN: 9780312542412
Publisher: St. Martin's
Published: 2012-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

“What?” Staci’s shock reverberated through the phone. “Let me get Drew. Skype me back and the three of us will talk.”

Willow did as Staci asked, though she felt nervous, as if she was being watched. She probably was, by whoever had been in her home and taken Jack’s hair.

When she got through to Staci again on Skype, Drew was sitting next to Staci, holding her hand. In typical spy form, the camera was positioned so Willow couldn’t identify where they were.

“I think I’m being watched.”

Drew interrupted her. “You definitely are. Someone’s installed CIA-grade keystroke-monitoring software on your laptop. It’s probably nothing to worry about, just us making sure you’re okay.

“I’ve disabled it remotely using an app I have. But I can’t sweep your house from here. We’ll have to speak guardedly. And, of course, I’ll recommend a sweeping service. You should get the house cleaned as soon as possible.”

Willow nodded. “I’m already planning on it.”

“Good.” He then gave her further instructions. “In the meantime, we’ll all need to speak in low voices. Willow, pick up your laptop and walk around the house as we’re speaking. Even in a thoroughly bugged house it’s impossible to place bugs so that they cover every inch. When you’re walking around, anyone listening in will be likely to lose bits of information from time to time. It’s the best we can do on the fly.”

“Got it.” Nervous as she was, she was eager to move around. Pacing was a good thing. Willow picked up her laptop and began roaming. “We’re clear. I’m wandering. How do you like the tour of the house? Do you like my new pillows?” Willow pointed her laptop toward her pillow-covered sofa.

“Very nice.” Drew said, but he sounded less than enthused.

What was it with men? Why didn’t they appreciate a beautiful decorative pillow? Must be something in their genetics.

“Willow,” Drew said softly, gently, when Willow turned the laptop screen back to focus on her. “I know this anniversary is a hard time for you. It is for all of us. But I saw Jack.…” He took a deep breath, as if it was difficult for him to talk about it. “I saw Jack during the explosion. He couldn’t have survived the blast.”

Drew sounded genuine in his grief and belief. But Willow was not going to budge. She knew what she knew—Con was Jack. She had to convince Drew to at least consider the possibility.

“I know, Drew. I believe you saw what you saw. But you have to believe me. I know my husband. And this guy in Orchard Bluff who calls himself Con, he’s very likely Jack.” It was hard to keep from speaking loudly when she was so excited and emphatic about the possibility. She had to force herself to modulate her voice.

“This isn’t about the Sense, is it?” Drew asked.

Her friends knew all about the Sense.

“Not just, but it’s been niggling at me. It’s more than that, though. It’s his eyes—” She grabbed her cell phone from her pocket.

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