Bear's Baby (Bear Heat Book 4)
regarded him in silence. There was something
different about Ross but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
    “Um, Ross,” she
said gently. “Is there something you want to talk to me
about?”
    He turned his eyes back to
her. “Yes,” he said simply. “I do need to talk to
you. It's about...my daughter, Monica. You and Monica are about the
same age, so...” He lifted his shoulders in a shrug.
    “Oh. I'm happy to help
in any way I can. But I'm not sure if I...”
    “Thank you, Lindy. I'm
so relieved to hear you say that. I've been so worried.” He
paused. “I'd like you to take a look at some of the letters
that Monica sent me. I don't know if I'm reading too much into it,
but it sounds to me like she's trying to tell me something.”
He grimaced and wrung his hands. “I haven't shown her letters
to anyone. This can affect my daughter's reputation, and mine.
But...I trust you, Lindy. You won't blab about this and spread
malicious rumors and gossip...”
    “No, of course not,”
she said quickly. “I will never breathe a word about this to
anyone.”
    “Thank you.”
Ross stood up. “I have some of her letters in my car. Would
you take a drive with me? You can read the letters in the car and
discuss the contents with me discreetly.” He rubbed a hand
across his eyes. “I don't know who else to turn to. I'm sick
with worry.”
    Lindy grabbed her handbag and
jacket. “Come. We can drive to a nearby cafe for a quick cup
of coffee. I need a break anyway. Don't worry, we'll figure
everything out and your daughter will be fine. If she needs any
help, we'll make sure she gets it.” She linked her arm through
his and steered him out the door.
    “Siti, I'm going for a
coffee break with Dr. Manolo. Will you hold the fort until I get
back?” Lindy called over her shoulder to her secretary.
    Siti nodded and smiled. “You
take your time. You've been working your eyeballs out the whole
day.”
    Lindy shivered suddenly as
the vivid images of the three eyeless victims flashed through her
mind. She forced out a strained laugh as she made her way to the car
park with Ross.
    She shook away her
misgivings. If Ross wasn't quite himself, it was because he was
worried for his only daughter. She shouldn't dismiss a father's
worry. Her parents had been the worrying type, and now that they
were gone, she missed their fussing, fretting and nagging. Being a
parent was a special, sacred role and responsibility. She would love
to be a mother one day, and have the chance to fuss over her precious
little one.
    She smiled up at Ross as they
rode the lift down to the car park. She shouldn't be so suspicious
of Ross. Overly suspicious, in fact.
    Again, she stifled a grimace
as she recalled her briefing to the officers and investigators. She
had told them to be overly suspicious when keeping a lookout for the
killer. Those were her words.
    Did she use the wrong words?
    Did she make a mistake? Was
she...making a mistake right now?

CHAPTER
FOURTEEN

    Baxter followed his nose and
his instincts. His bear was an impatient, impulsive creature, but
his beast possessed razor sharp instincts and superior tracking
abilities. His acute sense of smell made him one of the best
trackers in the clan. But demons were difficult, nasty, tricky
targets. They could change their appearance, and mask their demon
scent. They were vicious and savage, and if they were cornered, they
would stop at nothing to get away.
    The city was teeming with
people. Baxter knew he had to move very quickly and carefully. One
wrong move, one mistake and the streets would be slicked with blood.
    Quietly, he urged his bear to
the surface. He didn't shift fully into bear form, but he let his
animal senses take over. His bear peered out of his eyes and he
growled softly as his senses heightened. The heady mix of city
scents swirled around him. The smell of vehicle fumes mingled with
the scent of human sweat and expensive perfumes. The rush of feet
and the cacophony of voices

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