My Sister, Myself by Alice Sharpe - Dead Ringer 01 - My Sister Myself

Author:Alice Sharpe - Dead Ringer 01 - My Sister, Myself [Sharpe, Alice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Suspense, Fiction
ISBN: 9780373229239
Google: 9al43TABS90C
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2005-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

TESS LAY AWAKE listening to her conscience.

How could she not have told Ryan the full extent of what that thug had wanted? She had to tell him. She couldn’t face that man again without the money and she didn’t know how to find the money.

On the other hand, Ryan knew there was an extra key on Katie’s key ring. Didn’t the fact that he hadn’t done anything with it mean he didn’t know what to do with it?

He doesn’t know about the money. He assumes, like you did, that the key opens the storage locker in which Katie stashed all her belongings. If he knew there was missing money he’d have a reason to give the spare key an extra look.

But what about Katie? If she’d hidden the money in a storage locker, then she knew their father had been involved in something illegal. Would Katie be pushing an investigation of her own if she knew their father was guilty? Of course not! That meant the extra key opened something totally innocuous and that when Mr. Thug returned, Tess would have nothing to offer him.

She needed help.

Katie was in the hospital. Tess was all banged up. She needed Ryan.

The clock in her head, the one steadily ticking away the hours, propelled her out of bed. She needed Ryan because he was a pro and she was an animal doctor. Nothing personal.

What about Katie? What about your father’s innocence?

No matter. She had to tell Ryan.

She opened the bedroom door to find him asleep on the recliner, his head all askew. She approached quietly, looking at his face in the soft light coming through the sheer drapes, more shadows than not, but she was getting used to him now, she could fill in the blanks for herself.

He seemed restless as though caught in some kind of dream. He’d slept the same way the night before, and she wondered what tortured him when he slept, what haunted him when his defenses were down.

What would he do if she kissed his brow and whispered his name?

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