Mountain Sheriff by B. J. Daniels

Author:B. J. Daniels
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance: Modern, Contemporary, Fiction, Romance, Adult, Romance - General, Romance & Sagas, Thrillers, Romance - Contemporary, General, Intrigue, Espionage, Fiction - Romance
ISBN: 9780373227440
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2003-12-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Mitch typed the partial license plate and description of the black pickup into the computer and crossed his fingers.

The match came up in a matter of minutes. A pickup with a license plate ending with 4AKS and matching Charity’s description of the truck belonged to a Kyle L. Rogers Investigations of Portland.

Mitch checked the listing for Kyle L. Rogers Investigations in Portland and dialed the number. An answering machine picked up the call and informed him that Mr. Rogers was out of the office until next week. Mitch didn’t leave a message. A private investigator?

He closed up the office and drove to Charity’s.

She rushed to open the door in a pair of yellow-and-black penguin-print flannel pajamas. Her skin looked freshly scrubbed, a little flushed. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail, the short curly hair at the nape of her neck still damp. And she smelled heavenly.

She threw herself into his arms excitedly.

It happened so fast he couldn’t even be sure he initiated the kiss. Fortunately he disengaged himself from her lips as quickly as possible.

Her eyes were round as pie plates and she was smiling at him, that darned smile that said she’d get him to the altar yet.

“Don’t just open the door to anyone who knocks,” he chastised her, irritated with himself for kissing her.

She made a face. “Florie told me you were at the door.”

“What did she do? Look in her crystal ball?” He knew why he was so annoyed. He was scared. Scared she was in danger. Scared she was getting to him.

“I saw your patrol car pull up,” Florie said from upstairs.

He groaned inwardly.

“I have something important to tell you.”

Charity looked as if she might pop. “You found the letter from Nina. I was right. The guy in the black pickup. That’s why he knocked me down at the post office. That’s why he broke into the newspaper and ransacked my office.”

Mitch shook his head. “I did check your mailbox but there was no letter from Nina.”

She looked disappointed but only for a moment. “But you have news. You found out who owns the pickup.”

His expression must have given him away. Was Florie clairvoyant and was the “gift” in the Jenkins genes? It was a frightening thought.

“Yes, I do have a match on the pickup that was following you.”

She looked as pleased as if he’d just slain a dragon for her.

“It’s registered to Kyle L. Rogers Investigations out of Portland. Know him?”

She shook her head. “Should I?”

“Know any reason someone would put a private investigator on you?”

“No. You think someone up here hired him?”

Mitch thought about Charity’s theory that Nina had not only written something down—she’d mailed it to Charity. Is that what Rogers was looking for? Then were was the letter?

He didn’t know what to think. “Maybe. Maybe he’s up here looking for Bigfoot.”

He hoped knowing that the driver of the pickup was a private investigator would relieve her mind some. It had his. He didn’t think this Rogers guy had come up here to harm Charity.

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