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New Orleans. And as he did, he decided he didn’t like the thought of her with another man. It had been years since he’d experienced anything resembling jealousy, but he was feeling it now. He considered himself self-assured and confident, yet he felt more like a teenager wondering if he had a chance with the prom queen.
    Upstairs, Sarah was curled up on her bed with the phone to her ear, counting the rings at Lorett Boudreaux’s house. Just when she thought she was going to have to give up and try again later, her call was answered.
    â€œSarah Jane…it is you.”
    Sarah sighed, picturing the ebony features of her beloved Lorett wreathed in smiles.
    â€œDon’t pull that psychic stuff on me this early in the morning,” Sarah said. “You have caller ID.”
    Lorett chuckled. “I still knew it was you.”
    Sarah laughed but didn’t dispute her aunt’s claims. There had been too many times when she’d seen her in action to doubt the gift she had. Just hearing Lorett’s voice made her feel easier. She leaned back against the pillows on the bed and pulled her knees up to her chest, ready to unburden herself. She should have known it was unnecessary.
    â€œWho is the man you are with?” Lorett asked.
    Sarah rolled her eyes. Although there was no way Lorett could have known about Tony’s unexpected appearance in her life, she’d never been able to hide anything from Aunt Lorett, so the question didn’t really surprise her.
    â€œA friend…I think. His name is Anthony DeMarco.”
    â€œThat is not what he is called.”
    Sarah smiled. “As always, you’re correct. Some people call him Silk.”
    There was a very pregnant silence, and then Lorett’s whiskey-deep voice vibrated against Sarah’s eardrum.
    â€œHe’s a man with secrets, Sarah Jane.”
    Sarah glanced at the door, half expecting him to walk into the room. “Will they hurt me?” she asked.
    â€œNo.”
    â€œEveryone has secrets. His obviously don’t concern me.”
    â€œOh, but they do,” Lorett said. “But that’s for another time. How are you, ma petite? ”
    The tenderness in Lorett’s voice brought a knot to Sarah’s throat.
    â€œI’m all right…or at least I will be when I can put Daddy to rest.”
    â€œHe’s been with the Lord for twenty years, Sarah Jane. It’s you who must bury the past.”
    â€œI’m trying, Aunt Lorett, but I can’t stop until I know who did this. He didn’t just kill my father, he killed Mother, too. It wasn’t only money he stole, he stole my life.”
    Lorett didn’t like what she was hearing.
    â€œVengeance is dangerous.”
    â€œSo is murder.”
    â€œIt’s not your place to seek justice. Leave that to the law.”
    â€œJust like we did before? I don’t think so. Besides, I’m not a child anymore. This time they can’t make me go away. Not until I’m ready.”
    â€œThere are shadows in your future, Sarah Jane.”
    â€œWell, when you see who’s hiding in them, let me know,” she said, then looked at her watch. “I’ll call you again in a day or so. Tony is waiting for me downstairs.”
    â€œYou tell that man I said to keep you safe.”
    â€œNow, Aunt Lorett, if there’s one thing you taught me, it’s that I don’t need a man to do anything for me. I’ll keep myself safe.”
    â€œI did not raise you to hate men, Sarah Jane.”
    Sarah sighed. “No. Michael did that for me.”
    Lorett frowned, thinking back seven years to the man Sarah had been in love with, the man who’d given her a ring, the same man Sarah had caught in bed with her best friend only weeks before their wedding.
    â€œDon’t blame all men for one man’s weaknesses.”
    â€œI know,” Sarah said. “I didn’t mean that to sound as bitter as it came