unflattering.
âSara,â she said. âLook at these, honey.â
Sara turned from her father to the table. She slowly looked at each photo. Then, she shook her head vehemently and put her hands over her mouth.
âSheâs getting tired,â Kyle murmured.
âThis is the last bunch.â Rafe spread ten photos out.
âDo you see either of the men?â Kyle asked Sara.
Again she shook her head, both hands still clamped over her mouth.
âHoney, you didnât look,â Kyle said patiently. âYou have to look at the pictures to be sure.â
Sara followed his finger and gazed at each mug shot. She shook her head.
âOkay, thatâs it.â Rafe smiled at Sara, but he was clearly disappointed.
Danielle stood. âCome on, you can watch Frosty while Mommy and Daddy talk to the policeman.â
Sara finally dropped her hands and nodded, obviously happy with the thought of watching two of her favorite videos in one day. Danielle saw her snuggled into the corner of the sofa and the movie on before she returned to the other room.
Rafe was ready to leave.
âWait,â she requested. Something in her tone must have alerted the men. âI think there was something about those last pictures, the ones where Sara covered her mouth and shook her head,â she said in a low tone so Sara couldnât overhear. âI know Sara. She gets nervous when she lies. Sheâd been bored at thatpoint, then suddenly she changed. She became tense andâ¦maybe frightened.â
Rafe pulled out the last sixteen photos. The three of them looked them over. He pointed to one. âThatâs Willie Sparks. Kidnapping and a million dollars is a pretty big operation for him, but with someone else directing, he could be in on it. Iâd hoped she would pick him out so we would have something solid to go on.â
âI donât know,â Danielle said slowly, troubled. âI just donât know.â
Kyle laid a hand on her shoulder. âGive it a rest for now. Maybe something new will come up soon. In the meantime,â he said to Rafe, âthereâs no reason we canât do some checking on this Sparks guy and see what heâs been doing lately, is there?â
âMy thoughts exactly.â
The two men exchanged grim smiles.
Danielle watched them with something akin to envy. They were comrades in arms. They spoke the same language even without words. She felt left out.
The loneliness of the past two years washed over her, reminding her she was the outsider. As soon as Kyle was sure Sara was safe, he would be off.
Chapter Four
D anielle put her hand over the phone and spoke to Kyle. âItâs Jessica McCallum. Sheâs inviting us to dinner tonight at her place. Shane McBride and his wife will be there. Do you think itâs safe to go? Sara and I havenât been out at night sinceââ
âNot without me.â He directed a level look her way.
âYouâre invited, too,â she hastened to say, realizing she hadnât made it clear they were all expected. As if they were a real family.
âYes. I want to talk to McBrideâs wife.â
Danielle hoped Jessica hadnât heard his reason for attending. She spoke into the receiver. âYes, we can make it. At seven? That will be fine. Yes. See you then.â
Hanging up, she realized she had deferred mattersof their safety to Kyle. She shouldnât start depending on him again. He wouldnât be around long. A sigh worked its way out of her. A terrible heaviness settled around her heart.
Troubled, she finished flouring the chicken pieces sheâd planned for supper, then stored them in the refrigerator. Finished, she stood at the sink, unsure what to do next.
Sara was taking a nap. The house was silent and forbidding. Danielle glanced outside the window, her gaze on the shadows under the pine trees as the afternoon sun slowly went down. As was her habit
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