Red Carpet Christmas by Rosemoor Patricia

Author:Rosemoor, Patricia [Rosemoor, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3, epub
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-03-16T13:22:14+00:00

Chapter Nine

As she flagged down a taxi on Damen Avenue, Simone fought back tears. She’d come so close to breaking down in front of Gideon that it scared her. Hopefully, he thought she was upset over their argument about Papa—which she was.

But she was even more upset by his angry questions.

The truth was that she’d still been in love with Gideon when she’d married David. David had accepted that. He’d said she would learn to love him, and she had, if not in the way he’d wanted.

How could she when Drew had been a daily reminder of the man who’d awakened her heart before he’d crushed it?

Not that she could tell Gideon any of that. Let him believe what he wanted. She had to put her son first. She couldn’t destroy his world, his memories of the only father he’d ever known, the father he’d adored.

She understood that kind of love because it was the way she still felt about her own father. She knew Papa had never been a law-abiding citizen, that he’d even been involved with violence, but she had to believe that he drew the line somewhere—at cold-blooded murder.

Drew…she had to concentrate on her son.

He was a growing teenager who was always hungry. So putting her mind to his needs, Simone had the taxi leave her off at the local market, then walked the two blocks home with several bags of groceries.

Knowing Drew would find out about the second murder and her involvement soon enough, Simone vowed to tell him herself. Not a pleasant task. The very thought of giving him more bad news—this kind of bad news—made her stomach knot. Somehow she would find a way to do it.

What she couldn’t do was make him understand, not when she didn’t understand how she’d found herself in the middle of such a nightmare.

Simone was approaching the house when she realized she couldn’t find her house keys. What the heck had she done with them? Normally she kept them in her right-hand pocket, but they weren’t there; she had too many bags to juggle to easily find them.

She was annoyed, but thankful she kept a spare key to the kitchen door wedged in an opening under the potting bench on the back porch. Not that she’d ever had to use it before. But Drew had, several times.

She was halfway down the narrow gangway when a furtive movement somewhere in back raised the hair at the back of her neck. Though she slowed her footsteps and narrowed her gaze, she couldn’t see anything.

“Drew?” she called out, her pulse skittering. “What are you doing back there?”

No answer.

Maybe she’d imagined the movement. Or maybe it had been the neighbor’s cat streaking through her yard. Just in case…she stopped to listen for any unusual sounds.

Nothing.

Puffing a breath through cold lips, she cautiously continued into the backyard, her gaze roaming and digging into every corner.

Empty.

Her imagination was really getting to her. Making her jumpy. And no wonder, considering what she’d been through in the past few days.

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