Big Shot by Joanna Wayne

Author:Joanna Wayne
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Harlequin Intrigue
Published: 2012-11-02T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Durk followed Meghan onto the elevator. He could tell she was nervous but it didn’t keep her from noticing every security camera they’d passed and commenting on the key card entrance to every door.

When the elevator doors closed, she reached out to the keypad and punched five. The move surprised him.

“Strange that you don’t remember the complex, but you just punched the button for the fifth floor.”

She looked puzzled. “What number should I have punched?”

“Five. I just didn’t expect you to know that.”

He was starting to wonder if Smart could be right about her faking the amnesia so that she could go after the killer herself. Blurring the lines between her job and the police’s had always been her modus operandi.

Meghan stepped to the back of the elevator. “I guess punching the number is ingrained like using a computer or doing the other everyday things I do without thinking.”

That was one explanation. When they exited the elevator, he stood back, watching to see which direction she chose. She started walking toward her condo at a brisk pace, then stopped as if she’d forgotten something.

She turned back to him. “Where do I go from here?”

“Keep walking. It’s the last door on the right.”

She slowed and waited on him to fall in step with her. “How is it you came to keep a key to the parking garage entrance and my condo when we broke up?”

“You never asked for them back.”

“And I didn’t change the lock. Apparently I trusted you. Then again, your family owns half of Dallas, so it wasn’t like you’d sneak in and steal my silver.”

“I don’t recall you having any silver. Now had I been into ladies’ shoes…”

“Great. I have shoes. I can shed these horrid slippers you bought me.”

“The woman in the hospital gift shop said they were all the rage.”

“For six-year-olds.”

“That’s why real men don’t buy women’s shoes.”

The lightness was all staged and not working. Meghan’s muscles visibly tensed and her pace slowed to a crawl as they neared the end of the hallway.

“The police tape is gone,” she said as they reached her door.

“Thoughtful of Smart,” Durk said. “Now you won’t even be breaking the law when you open your own door.”

“It wasn’t the detective’s idea.”

Durk spun around at the voice. An attractive young woman in a dark blue fitted suit stood in the doorway just across the hall. A dog almost as tall as she was strained to break away from her fingers that clutched his studded collar.

“Settle down, Bitsy. These are our new neighbors.” Bitsy continued to strain to break free.

“My husband is the mayor’s brother,” the woman explained. “He had his brother pull a few strings. We’re having my whole family down from Memphis for Thanksgiving. They’re arriving tomorrow and, let’s face it, the tape made this look like we’d moved into a ghetto.”

“So you’re new here?” Meghan asked.

“Yes. Sara Cunningham. And you have to be Meghan Sinclair.”

“The bruises and bandages wouldn’t let me deny it if I wanted to. This is Durk,” she said, nodding his way.

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