tired.” His finger gently traced the circles under her eyes. Anna’s knees went weak at the tender look on his face. “We’ll make an early night of it and you can get some rest.” In spite of the fact that his statement told her he had made another decision without her consent, Anna was willing to go along with it. She could use an early night. She just hoped she could make it through the rest of the evening without falling apart. Steven made no further comment but rang the doorbell. A large man with a broad face answered the door. He was tall, even taller than Steven and big boned. His face was coarse and his shoulders wide. His hair was dark, not black like Anna’s but darker than Julie’s chestnut brown and he wore it long and tied in the back at his neck. His eyes were an unusual mixture of brown and gold. His face was naturally tanned and Anna knew in an instant that he was Native American. He gave them a broad grin and opened the door wider. “Steve,” he said in a booming voice. “Come in, Come in.” “Evening, Nick,” Steven said as he led Anna into the house. “This is Anna West. Anna, this rascal is our host, Nick Riley.” “I’m very pleased to meet you, Anna. Julie speaks highly of you. I’m glad you could come.” Nick turned and led them into the living room. Anna followed slowly. She hadn’t known that Nick was Native American and it had never been mentioned in any conversation she had with Julie or Steven. She wondered if it was because they were ashamed of him. Anna instantly dismissed that thought. Julie was very proud of her husband and spoke of him only in loving terms. When they reached the living room, Anna saw Andrew had already arrived and was sitting talking to a woman she did not recognize. They both looked up at the sound of their entrance and Andrew rose to his feet. Anna had only spoke to Andrew a few time since their first meeting at Steven’s impromptu lunch but she found him charming and friendly although somewhat reserved. He greeted her warmly and then introduced her to the woman. “Anna, this is Rachel Lewis. Rachel was recently promoted to head Liberian. Julie may have mentioned her.” Anna had heard Julie speak of Rachel. She knew Rachel had been raised in Holton but had only returned recently to work at the library. She and Julie were good friends and Anna had been looking forward to meeting her. Rachel gave Anna a friendly smile and offered her hand. “I am very pleased to meet you, Anna. I have been wanting to tell you how grateful I am you moved to town.” Unsure what she meant by that statement, Anna returned her smile cautiously. She heard the others laugh and saw Rachel smile again. “Sorry. That sounded a bit odd, didn’t it? What I meant was I am glad you took over the Brockman firm because when Mr. Brockman retired so did his wife. Doris Brockman was the head Liberian and I return to Holton knowing that the job would be mine when she finally did retire. Only she was waiting for her husband and he refused to retire until he found someone to take his place. So in a way, you did me a big favor.” “I’m glad I could be of help,” Anna replied with a laugh. Rachel seemed nice. She had a wonderful voice, low and husky. She was not an outwardly attractive woman but there was something that drew you to her. She wore loose fitting clothes and little makeup. Her hair was a lovely share of red, not bright flaming red but a more subtle strawberry color. She wore it in a short easy style. Her eyes were hidden behind dark framed glasses but Anna could see they were a clear green. She had a quiet serenity about her that was very attractive. Nick asked them what they wanted to drink and Julie came in from the kitchen to greet them. They all settled down in the living room and Anna began to relax. She glanced again at Nick. He was very comfortable in this