Colby Velocity

Author:Debra Webb [Webb, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction, Contemporary, General
ISBN: 9780373694891
Google: QRvtPThNGS8C
Goodreads: 8658914
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2009-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

L Street, 9:05 p.m.

Rocky wrapped his arm around Kendra’s shoulders. The move startled her at first but then she recognized that it was designed to ensure they didn’t stand out. She relaxed. Most of the couples were holding hands or wrapped in each other’s arms as they cruised the popular street.

If anyone had tailed them to or from the library they were very good at covert surveillance. Neither Rocky nor Kendra had picked up on a tail.

Levi Stark had completed decrypting the files and sent all to Rocky’s laptop. Most of the information was related to the various bills Yoni had been working prior to his death. But one had proven unsettling. It read like a transcription of a meeting or telephone conversation with only one side of the conversation recorded. According to the transcript, Senator Castille had exchanged heated words with an unknown party related to his refusal to pay a fee in exchange for silence on a subject that was never mentioned.

Possibly the conversation was connected to the blackmail threat Yoni had spoken of. But no particular bill, or subject for that matter, was mentioned. No names were revealed. Which made no sense at all. Why had someone bothered to steal the hard drive from her hotel room if it contained nothing of significance?

Kendra could only assume that, like her, the thief had assumed something important would be in the files. That not being the case, she had no answers and nothing concrete on which to move forward.

Yet, Kendra had to presume that the information carried some sort of hidden significance that, apparently, only Yoni understood.

The most disturbing aspect was that she and Rocky had been on location more than thirty hours and they knew nothing useful to the investigation.

While at the library Kendra had looked up the Ferguson accident in a number of the local papers. In each instance the vague mention was buried so deeply one had to be specifically looking for the article to locate it—if it was reported at all. The one detail she had discovered that changed her view of Ferguson’s death in any manner was the name of the detective in charge of the investigation.

Wayne Burton.

Too much of a coincidence to actually be coincidental.

Music wafted from the L Street Lounge. Kendra wished her friend hadn’t been murdered…that she hadn’t had to come back here for this. She wished she were on a date having fun like other women her age. How long had it been since she’d gone out for a night on the town with a man just for the fun of it?

Too long.

Maybe she never really had. Her relationship with Wayne had felt more like a necessary accessory that everyone expected.

It hadn’t felt natural or relaxed. She’d never been involved with a man who made her feel those things.

She glanced up at the man holding her close to his side. A man like this one. Handsome. Compassionate. Considerate.

He looked down at her. Made a questioning face. “I should’ve shaved this morning.

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