Sunflower Lane by Jill Gregory

Author:Jill Gregory
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780425259832
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2014-11-04T05:00:00+00:00

“Damn it.” Wes pushed off the bed, frowning. “Don’t move. I’ll get rid of him.”

But Annabelle was already scrambling up, straightening her bra and her tee.

“What’s he doing here?”

“Beats me. Haven’t seen him since I got back to town. And I don’t want to see him now. Why don’t you wait here—”

“McPhee!” Clay shouted again, and Wes’s eyes hardened. He started toward the door, but after a minute, Annabelle tore after him.

“Damned if I’ll hide from Clay Johnson at this stage of my life.”

She was only a dozen feet behind him as Wes opened the front door of the cabin wide and the black and white mutt dodged out ahead of him.

“You have to help me, Wes.” Clay stared at him, his expression taut, sweat beaded on his face as the dog barked frantically. “You were with the DEA—you know how to find people quicker than that useless, by-the-book sheriff. My kid—he ran away, the little bastard. My ex-wife is screaming bloody murder and this is gonna cause a shitload of trouble for me—”

He broke off as Annabelle stepped onto the porch.

“Holy crap—you?” He glared at her as if she were a fly in his ice cream sundae.

“Watch how you talk to the lady,” Wes warned sharply.

“Hey man, it’s your funeral, but this female here is no damned lady—”

Grabbing Clay by the front of his button-down shirt, Wes yanked him forward hard, then shoved the other man back, pinning him against one of the posts on the porch.

“Think you’d better apologize to Annabelle, Clay. Right now, if you know what’s good for you.”

Purple color suffused the other man’s face, but there was also sweat dripping from his blond buzz-cut hairline, and though he was big—a former football star—Wes was bigger and Clay couldn’t shake free of Wes’s grip.

The dog growled low in his throat.

“Back off! Damn it, Wes, let go. Sorry!”

Wes held him pinned a moment longer, then released him with a scowl. “How’d you find me?”

“This is Lonesome Way, man.” Clay practically sneered the words. “Everyone knows you’re back in town—and where you’re staying. This is important, damn it! I’ve got to find my son and you need to help me. Sheriff Hodge is writing up a damned report, but he goes by the book and there’s only him and his deputy looking for the boy. Don’t you know how to track people fast? I’ll pay you whatever it takes, anything you want, but you need to help me find Bear.”

“Why did he run away?” Annabelle asked quickly. “Did he leave a note?”

“Yeah, he left a damned note,” Clay spat out. “All it said was he was going home. That means back to his mother—in Helena. He must be walking . . . or hitching a ride, the little idiot. Paige called me, and damn near broke my eardrums—”

“Why would he run away?” Stepping off the porch, Wes positioned himself between Annabelle and the other man.

“How do I know? He’s a kid. I yelled at him a couple of times.

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