An Agent for Delilah (The Pinkerton Matchmaker Book 15) by Kate Marie Clark

Author:Kate Marie Clark [Clark, Kate Marie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2019-01-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Terrance Wilkins pulled the wagon to a stop in front of a small cabin. “Jez will be able to help you more than most. He knows the area in and out, most likely from that boy of his. Everett always goes and gets himself lost.”

Delilah wanted to groan. Terrance was a strange man, and his mind seemed to spin faster than the wheels of the wagon. If only those wheels in his head spun the same direction. He had forgotten where he saw Brooks’s wagon, only remembering a general direction.

Jack hopped from the side of the wagon, motioning for her to join him. “And you’re sure this Jez won’t mind us dropping in on him?”

“Jez is a good bean. He don’t protest too much, unless it’s a washing. I heard he came from one of them big cities in the East, but he don’t look like it. He’s one of Crooked Creek’s finest.” Terrance pulled off his hat to swat at a fly. “He won’t mind you especially, Mr. Davis. Seems you taught him a new method in cards the other night—uncovering those cheats.”

Delilah scowled. “You say he’s one of your finest?”

Terrance laughed. It was a throaty, crackling sound. “One of the best. Jez don’t cheat like those other men. He only does it to get Milton’s goat. Now, take it easy on those steps. Jez ain’t the finest carpenter around these parts.”

Jack tipped his hat. “Thank you. I won’t let my wife’s necklace go without a fight. Do you mind spreading word around town?”

“Course,” Terrance said, smiling. He was missing more than a few teeth, and the ones that remained were yellowing and brown. “I don’t mind in the slightest, long as…”

“You’re rewarded?” Jack nodded. “I know, Mr. Wilkins.”

Terrance laughed and whipped the reigns. “I ain’t above reminding.”

Delilah fanned herself. The October heat had never felt as hot as it did then. Her new dresses were composed of layer after layer; stockings and slips and hats and gloves. She’d felt irritable ever since she stepped foot on that wagon. Her cheeks were sunburned, she could feel it. “Well?” she said to Jack.

He studied the house. “I suppose we start by knocking.”

“You learn that on the job?” Delilah asked, smiling.

He nodded. “Only took me two cases.”

She laughed. A comradery had grown after the incident outside the saloon, and Delilah had found an easy friendship with Jack. Why had she struggled so much before? Jack was quiet and easy tempered and much more intelligent than most. In fact, Jack Davis was everything Delilah was not. Tall, strong, imposing, observant, quiet, secure…handsome, male, surprisingly considerate.

The memory of his embrace seared across her memory. She had needed comfort, but Delilah was not the type to seek it out, or ever admit it. Jack had instinctively known and offered himself as an anchor.

“Why don’t you wait here while I inquire?” Jack lifted his hands in a defensive way. “Only because I’d rather speak with this Jez before he drools at the sight of a pretty lady.

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