Never Cry Wolf by Rosemoor Patricia

Author:Rosemoor, Patricia [Rosemoor, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-11-24T23:45:40+00:00

DONOVAN TRUDGED INTO Veronica’s Vittles later than he’d meant to. The dinner hour had long passed and his mother’s current employees—a dishwasher and waitress who worked evenings and weekends—were already leaving.

Laurel and his mother were the only ones left in the café.

He expected to be given a hard time, if not outright railed at, and so he approached with caution. They sat together, one more grim faced than the other. Gut tightening, he stripped off his gear and prepared himself for bad news about his father.

“Which one of you is going to give it to me?”

Neither said a word. Laurel’s hand was white-knuckled as she handed a picture frame across the table.

“That’s him.”

He glanced down at the photograph taken in this very café. His mother and that guy—Billy something—who used to work for her until recently. “I don’t get it.”

“That’s him!” she repeated emphatically.

“Him, who?”

A long look into Laurel’s eyes gave Donovan an answer he didn’t like. He shook his head. Her nod practically knocked him into the chair opposite.

“He told me his name was Billy Barker,” his mother said. “And that he applied for the job because I reminded him of his mama.”

“What else? Where was he from? Around here?”

“Around,” his mother echoed. “Drifting. Said he’d lost what was due him and had been having a hard time getting work. That he wanted to start over. Wanted a new life.”

“Mine?”

“That’s what we’ve been trying to figure out,” Laurel said. “Whether he latched on to your identity out of envy because he learned so much about you from your mother…or if he came here with that purpose in mind.”

“Good Lord.”

“Nothing good about this, Donny. I’m scared for you.”

Thinking Laurel might have told his mother about the trap in his bed, he looked to Laurel and was certain the subtle shake of her head meant she hadn’t said anything.

Weird how they could communicate without words at times…not so different than he did with the wolves.

“What now?” his mother asked.

“We find out more about Billy Barker—if that’s even his name.”

“I have a call in to one of the workshop volunteers, Rebecca Kinder. She’s the one he went to see.”

Things were starting to fall into place.

“Lost what had been due him…” he mused, repeating his mother’s words. “That would fit. Mom, have you ever met David Tobin?”

“David…that wouldn’t be old Matt Lemley’s grandnephew, would it?”

“The same.”

“I don’t believe I have, at least not since he was a boy. I knew his mother some.”

“So you have no idea of how old David is or what he might look like?”

“I’m sure he’s only a few years younger than you. And I remember that he was a nice-looking boy. But now?” She shrugged. “How does he fit?”

“The land. Karen Tobin threatened to break the will, said she and her son wouldn’t be cheated.”

His mother’s eyes widened. “So David might think he’d lost what was due him.”

“If Billy is really David,” Laurel said, “then he came to Iron Lake looking for a way to kill the wolf recovery program in this area.

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