Someday (Sawtooth Mountains Stories Book 2) by Susan Fanetti

Author:Susan Fanetti [Fanetti, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-12T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

“I don’t know, Dad. Soon. I just need some time.” Behind him, the door to the detective division creaked again, and Logan looked over his shoulder—no, not Honor. He returned his attention to his phone call.

“Alright. Steve and Roy got the ranch in hand. You got me curious, though, son. All this dodgin’ my questions is gonna turn that into worry soon enough.”

“Nothing to worry about. It’s something good, I think. I just need to let things play out for a bit before I say more.” Another creak of the door turned his attention around, and this time it was Honor. “I gotta go. Bye, Dad.”

“You keep me—” Logan ended the call and killed his father’s parting sentence. He shoved the phone into his jeans pocket and walked toward Honor.

She looked like they’d wrung her dry in there. Though she’d put on some makeup and put her hair up into a sleek ponytail, the vulnerable, unguarded woman he’d picked up at the emergency room was barely concealed. Her eyes were red again; the detectives must have made her cry while they finished her formal interview and statement.

He was glad they hadn’t walked her out, because he might have punched any cop who’d been with her just now.

She carried large two yellow plastic bags and a manila envelope. Her belongings, he assumed. In fact, he could see the outline of a high heel pressing against the side of a bag.

“Hey. All done? You okay?”

Without a word of answer, Honor walked straight to him. When she reached him, she dropped her head to his chest and didn’t move.

That fiery bolt of feeling went through him again, always, when she did that, rested on him, took solace and strength from his presence. Logan set his arms on her shoulders and bent down to kiss her head.

“I got you.”

She took a shaky breath, and then another, deeper one. And another, until the sound lost its tremor. Logan stood with her, steady for her, until, with her deepest breath and a sharp, impatient exhale, she lifted her head.

He smiled into her weary, beautiful face. “You done here? You want to go?”

“I can’t get my car. It’s here, in the impound, but it got shot up when the cops fired back. They don’t know if it runs, and I’m not ready to deal with a car full of bullet holes. The office is still a crime scene. I don’t know what to do. I don’t have anything to do. I don’t have a car, I don’t have an office. I don’t have anything.” Her breathing was taking on that tremor again; she was on an emotional tightrope and starting to flail.

“Easy, counselor.” Logan cupped his hands around her face. “Easy. One thing at a time, okay? If the cops don’t need you, let’s get out of here, what d’you say?”

A smile crept into her lips, but then shrank back. “Wait. I need—” Without finishing her thought, she dropped the bags and envelope to the floor and followed them, crouching at Logan’s feet.

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