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nuzzling him on the neck and cheek. There was nothing like the smell of baby chub. It brought out something in him, as he carried the little man who was currently chewing on his hair.
Elizabeth turned to her husband when her brother-in-law was gone. She was getting that feeling in the pit of her stomach, the one that usually meant bad things were brewing.
“What’s up?” asked Blackhawk.
“Desdemona came to see me today and she wasn’t in the right frame of mind. I could tell something was wrong, but she wouldn’t tell me what was bothering her.”
“You think the stalker has been around again?”
Elizabeth shrugged. “See if she’ll answer your calls. I’ll call her too. Maybe she’s just pissed at Callen and dodging the call. If you call she’ll answer. You’re the boss , and she’s scared shitless of pissing you off.”
He nodded and started dialing his ME. He hoped his wife was right and the woman would answer his call. There was nothing that irritated him more than the prospect that his brother was going to be hurt by Doctor Adare.
“Nothing.”
Elizabeth hung up her phone too. “Same for me. I think we may have a problem, Ethan.”
Blackhawk didn’t like the feeling that was brewing in his gut. S omething definitely felt off, and he didn’t want to be the one who had to tell his brother they failed at keeping his fiancée safe.
~Chapter Two~
Desdemona glanced over at her phone, as she drove the last stretch of her mission to get back to Cypress Grove. It was ringing non-stop, and she knew she needed to answer it, but if she did she was aware that lying to her boss was going to get her nothing but fired.
Callen’s family or not, Director Ethan Blackhawk took the rules very serious. Here she called in sick, left the load on Chris Leonard’s shoulders, and bailed without telling any of the people who promised to keep her safe. When they found out she was in the bayou alone, they were going to all be pissed.
Yeah, she was screwed. When this was over she’d be lucky if she still had a job, let alone people that liked her at all. Well, it was in for an ounce and in for a pound. Desdemona let it ring, but reached over to hit the mute button. As she became distracted, she swerved across the yellow line and jerked it back in time before causing an accident.
“Thank God!” She let out a breath, and then saw the flashing lights in her rearview mirror. “Great. Cypress Grove has three cops and one was right behind me,” she muttered, putting on her blinker and pulling over. Rolling down the windows of her sleek Mercedes, she waited for the deputy to approach and give her a great big ticket as her welcome home present.
“ Ma’am, license and registration please?”
“It’s a rental, Deputy, but here’s my ID ,” she said, handing it out the window without looking at the man. Really she wanted to just get this over with and move on her way.
There was laughter that drew her attention. “Desdemona Adare, how the hell are you?” he asked, and leaned down to look in the window, taking off his sunglasses.
She was confused, until she read the name tag. “ Jonathan Delray! How are you?” she asked, hopping out of her vehicle to give the man a hug. “It’s been a really long time and you look the same.”
The man grinned at her, taking in the woman she’d become since he’d last seen her. It had to be seven years since she’d been back in Cypress Grove. “Here I saw this Mercedes fly by me down the road, and I was itching to hand out some big, fat tickets. Now I’m inclined to just let you go.” Now he handed her the ID back. “What have you been up to?”
She laughed when he winked at her. “I’m a medical examiner for the FBI.”
“You're shitting me. Little Desdemona is now working for the Feds?”
“Yeah, shocking isn't it?” she grinned back.
“Why are you in town? Is there some
Elizabeth turned to her husband when her brother-in-law was gone. She was getting that feeling in the pit of her stomach, the one that usually meant bad things were brewing.
“What’s up?” asked Blackhawk.
“Desdemona came to see me today and she wasn’t in the right frame of mind. I could tell something was wrong, but she wouldn’t tell me what was bothering her.”
“You think the stalker has been around again?”
Elizabeth shrugged. “See if she’ll answer your calls. I’ll call her too. Maybe she’s just pissed at Callen and dodging the call. If you call she’ll answer. You’re the boss , and she’s scared shitless of pissing you off.”
He nodded and started dialing his ME. He hoped his wife was right and the woman would answer his call. There was nothing that irritated him more than the prospect that his brother was going to be hurt by Doctor Adare.
“Nothing.”
Elizabeth hung up her phone too. “Same for me. I think we may have a problem, Ethan.”
Blackhawk didn’t like the feeling that was brewing in his gut. S omething definitely felt off, and he didn’t want to be the one who had to tell his brother they failed at keeping his fiancée safe.
~Chapter Two~
Desdemona glanced over at her phone, as she drove the last stretch of her mission to get back to Cypress Grove. It was ringing non-stop, and she knew she needed to answer it, but if she did she was aware that lying to her boss was going to get her nothing but fired.
Callen’s family or not, Director Ethan Blackhawk took the rules very serious. Here she called in sick, left the load on Chris Leonard’s shoulders, and bailed without telling any of the people who promised to keep her safe. When they found out she was in the bayou alone, they were going to all be pissed.
Yeah, she was screwed. When this was over she’d be lucky if she still had a job, let alone people that liked her at all. Well, it was in for an ounce and in for a pound. Desdemona let it ring, but reached over to hit the mute button. As she became distracted, she swerved across the yellow line and jerked it back in time before causing an accident.
“Thank God!” She let out a breath, and then saw the flashing lights in her rearview mirror. “Great. Cypress Grove has three cops and one was right behind me,” she muttered, putting on her blinker and pulling over. Rolling down the windows of her sleek Mercedes, she waited for the deputy to approach and give her a great big ticket as her welcome home present.
“ Ma’am, license and registration please?”
“It’s a rental, Deputy, but here’s my ID ,” she said, handing it out the window without looking at the man. Really she wanted to just get this over with and move on her way.
There was laughter that drew her attention. “Desdemona Adare, how the hell are you?” he asked, and leaned down to look in the window, taking off his sunglasses.
She was confused, until she read the name tag. “ Jonathan Delray! How are you?” she asked, hopping out of her vehicle to give the man a hug. “It’s been a really long time and you look the same.”
The man grinned at her, taking in the woman she’d become since he’d last seen her. It had to be seven years since she’d been back in Cypress Grove. “Here I saw this Mercedes fly by me down the road, and I was itching to hand out some big, fat tickets. Now I’m inclined to just let you go.” Now he handed her the ID back. “What have you been up to?”
She laughed when he winked at her. “I’m a medical examiner for the FBI.”
“You're shitting me. Little Desdemona is now working for the Feds?”
“Yeah, shocking isn't it?” she grinned back.
“Why are you in town? Is there some
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