Security Breach by Mallory Kane

Author:Mallory Kane
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

“This is a stupid idea,” Tristan growled as he shifted his weight off his bad leg while trying to hold the newspaper up so the date was visible. “There’s a date and time stamp on the camera. Why isn’t that enough?”

“Might be enough, but it ain’t dramatic. That man needs to know you know what he’s doing, yeah,” Boudreau said. “Now stand still.” He frowned and squinted at the phone he held in one large hand.

“It’s the icon that looks like a camera,” Tristan said, unable to keep from chuckling at his friend’s efforts to press the minuscule touch screen with his large, bony fingers. He heard the clicking noise that signaled that a photo had been taken.

“Oh, no,” he said, the laugh fading. He tossed the newspaper down and reached for the phone. “Give me that. I’m not sending that SOB a photo with me laughing.”

But Boudreau held on to it, tapping on the screen. “It’s in focus,” he said. “Only good one we’ve gotten, with you fidgeting so much, you.”

“It would have been easier if you weren’t trying to press the button with those gigantic ham-hands.”

Boudreau’s face creased into what Tristan knew was a smile, although someone who didn’t know Boudreau might think his expression was murderous.

“Humph,” Boudreau huffed, holding up his hands. “These ham-hands saved you in that water. You were caught on a branch so big I almost couldn’t break it.”

“I was lucky that you were fishing in that inlet that day,” Tristan said. He felt a pang in the middle of his chest. Boudreau had been like a father to him all his life, especially after his own dad was gone. And he’d happened to be in just the right place at the right time to save his life. Tristan scowled at the older man.

“What?” Boudreau said grumpily, then turned toward the sink. “I got to make some coffee,”

“Boudreau, what were you doing fishing in that inlet that morning? You don’t like it there. You always said it was too close to the rigs. That the discharge from the oil rigs collected there and ruined the fish. You said not even the sharks would eat them.”

Boudreau filled the pan with water and put it on the gas stove and lit it. “Probably why you still alive, you.”

“You knew, didn’t you? Someone told you that night that I’d gone overboard and you figured if the oil from the rigs ended up there, that a dead body might, too.”

“That little wife of yours walked up here to tell me. She said I should know. Said I was family.” Boudreau’s voice faltered at the end.

“So you were looking for me.” Now Tristan’s voice cracked. It was overwhelming and humbling to think about Sandy and Boudreau, these two people who loved him, who, together, had created the miracle that saved his life.

The gratitude and love that erupted from deep inside him was too much. It filled up his heart and overflowed.

Sandy, in the midst of her grief and pain, had thought about Boudreau.

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