Fatal Inheritance by Sandra Orchard

Author:Sandra Orchard [Orchard, Sandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Christian Fiction, Romance
Publisher: Steeple Hill
Published: 2013-07-02T04:00:00+00:00

TEN

Josh backed the box trailer up to Bec’s barn as the girls made their way from the house.

The breeze teased Bec’s honey-brown curls, and reflexively, his fingers curled.

Every time he saw her, he had this crazy compulsion to tug her into his arms. A compulsion that was getting more difficult to chalk up to wanting to get Mrs. O’Reilly off his case or to putting Bec’s sister in her place.

She filled his thoughts when they were apart. And—Lord, help him—he liked that she needed him. When she’d tumbled into his arms during last night’s storm, he’d been ready to do whatever he could to soothe away her tears.

It had taken every ounce of his self-control not to flatten Bart when he’d found him last night. He might not have been able to prove it, but he’d been positive Bart had just come from Bec’s barn, no doubt scheming more ways to persuade Bec to sell if the sulfur in the well didn’t do the trick.

Josh had to thank the guy for one thing, though. He’d sure proved Bec’s determination to stay in the old place. If the freelance job Josh lined up for her panned out, maybe he could start believing that she’d stick around, work through her grief.

Sarah circled the trailer, looking stunned. “I had no idea Gramps had gotten so serious about touring.”

Bec handed Josh the keys he’d asked her to find. “Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea,” she murmured.

He reassuringly curved his arm around her waist. “I think that’s curiosity, not dollar signs, you see in her eyes.” He thumbed through the keys. “These aren’t for the trailer door.”

“Those were all I could find. Are you sure Pete didn’t have them?”

“No reason why he should. He only worked on the outside.”

Sarah twisted the knob on the side door. “You’re in luck. It isn’t locked.”

“It’s not?” Josh skirted past Bec. “Your grandfather always kept it locked. He kept all his tools inside.”

Sarah opened the door and gasped.

Josh’s gut clenched. The Graws’ touring costumes and duster jackets were strewn across the floor. The drawers of the cabinet their grandfather had built to hold his tools and clothing accessories were ripped out and overturned. Hatboxes were stomped. And the walls were pitted with dents.

Bec appeared at the doorway and let out a pained sound.

“I’m sorry, Bec. I should have checked on the trailer days ago.”

“This isn’t your fault,” she said so softly he barely heard her over the roar in his ears.

Sarah lifted a dress from the floor and fitted it back onto the hanger.

Josh clasped her elbow. “Leave it. I’ll want to take photos and dust for prints before anything’s moved.”

Nodding, she handed him the hanger. Without a word, she jumped down from the trailer and headed inside, while Bec remained frozen in the doorway.

Josh pulled out his cell phone and called in Hunter to help with evidence collection. The captain could hardly protest this time. Phone call made, he rejoined Bec. “I’m afraid this changes everything.

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