Long, Tall Texans: Leo ; Long, Tall Texans: Jordan by Diana Palmer

Long, Tall Texans: Leo ; Long, Tall Texans: Jordan by Diana Palmer

Author:Diana Palmer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-01-15T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER TWO

Janet wasn’t at breakfast the next morning. Her new gold Mercedes was gone and she hadn’t left a note. Libby saw it as a bad omen.

The weekend passed with nothing remarkable except for Janet’s continued absence. The truck was ready Saturday and Curt picked it up in town, catching a lift with one of Jordan’s cowboys. It wasn’t as luxurious as a Mercedes, but it had a good engine and it was handy for hauling things like salt blocks and bales of hay. Libby tried to picture hauling hay in Janet’s Mercedes and almost went hysterical with laughter.

Libby went back to work at Blake Kemp’s office early Monday morning, dropped off by Curt on his way to the feed store for Jordan. She felt as if she hadn’t really had a vacation at all.

Violet Hardy, Mr. Kemp’s secretary, who was dark-haired, blue-eyed, pretty and somewhat overweight, smiled at her as she came in the door. “Hi! Did you have a nice vacation?”

“I spent it working,” Libby confessed. “How did things go here?”

Violet groaned. “Don’t even ask.”

“That bad, huh?” Libby remarked.

Mabel, the blonde grandmother who worked at reception, turned in her chair after transferring a call into Mr. Kemp’s office. “Bad isn’t the word, Libby,” she said in a whisper, glancing down the hall to make sure the doors were all closed. “That lawyer Mr. Kemp got to fill in for him got two cases confused and sent the clients to the wrong courtrooms in different counties.”

“Yes—” Violet nodded “—and one of them came in here and tried to punch Mr. Kemp.”

Libby pursed her lips. “No. Did he have insurance?”

All three women chuckled.

“For an attorney who handles so many assault cases,” Violet whispered, “he doesn’t practice what he preaches. Mr. Kemp punched the guy back and they wound up out on the street. Our police chief, Cash Grier, broke it up and almost arrested Mr. Kemp.”

“What about the other guy? Didn’t he start it?” Libby exclaimed.

“The other guy was Duke Wright,” Violet confessed, watching Libby color. “And Chief Grier said that instead of blaming Mr. Kemp for handling Mrs. Wright’s divorce, he should thank him for not bankrupting Mr. Wright in the process!”

“Then what?” Libby asked.

All three women glanced quickly down the hall.

“Mr. Wright threw a punch at Chief Grier.”

“Well, that was smart thinking. Duke’s in the hospital, then?” Libby asked facetiously.

“Nope,” Violet said, her blue eyes twinkling. “But he was in jail briefly until he made bail.” She shook her head. “I don’t expect he’ll try that twice.”

“Crime has fallen about fifty percent since we got Cash Grier as chief,” Violet sighed, smiling.

“And Judd Dunn as assistant chief,” Libby reminded her.

“Poor Mr. Wright,” Mabel said. “He does have the worst luck. Remember that Jack Clark who worked for him, who was convicted of murdering that woman in Victoria? Mr. Wright sure hated the publicity. It came just when he was trying to get custody of his son.”

“Mr. Wright would have a lot less trouble if he didn’t spend so much time out looking for it,” came a deep, gruff voice from behind them.



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