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been here guarding the house? Not long or they would have responded to her rude arrival. Pushing back those questions, she decided to focus on Tad. His genuinely shocked reaction at the mention of the FBI wasn’t that of a criminal. “Before we take this any further, we should take this inside. I need to fix you both up with ice packs for your wounds.”
Jake pushed Tad forward. “All right, Tad, let’s follow the lady.”
Samantha noticed Jake’s limp as he followed a glowering Tad. His knee was clearly acting up again, thanks to the tussle with her brother. The Logan family was responsible for causing him a lot of pain this week. “Your knee’s bothering you again.”
“I’m okay.”
Noting the grim set of his mouth, she knew he was far from okay. She walked up to him and put her arm around his waist. His taut muscles rippled at her touch. “Lean on me.”
Tad turned, scowling. “You two are pretty cozy.”
She felt Tad’s scornful glare rake over the two of them, and her temper boiled over. “You have no right to question my conduct after the stunt you pulled tonight.” From the corner of her eye, she noticed Jake’s masculine, self-satisfied smile and sighed. Men! She thought about moving away, but Jake seemed to read her thoughts and clung even closer to her side. Samantha and Jake followed Tad through the cabin door. “You’ve got a lot of explaining to do, Tad.”
“But ¼ ”
She let go of Jake and rounded on Tad. “Have you been stealing from the firm? I told Jake it couldn’t be you, that there had to be some explanation, some mitigating circumstance.”
“Why don’t you both leave me alone?” Tad backed away. “I haven’t done anything wrong.”
Jake held up a hand. “Hold the interrogation while I make us some coffee. I think we’re going to need it.”
Samantha cast a concerned glance Jake’s way. Was he hurt worse than she’d thought? “I’ll go get some pain pills.” She rushed to the bathroom and got out the bottle, then ran back to the kitchen with it.
“Thanks,” Jake said, taking the bottle from her. He glanced at Tad. “Want one, kid?”
“No thanks,” Tad said.
“I’ll pour the coffee,” Samantha said, looking for something to do. She glanced up at Tad, standing close to the door. He wouldn’t meet her eyes, a sure sign he was guilty. She still couldn’t wrap her mind around that horrifying fact. Heartsick, she turned back to the coffee maker. Jake took one look at Samantha and took the cups out of her shaking hands. “I’ll do that, sunshine, you sit down.” He turned to look at Tad. “Well, Tad, why don’t you tell us what’s been going on.”
Tad set his attaché case in the corner, and then dropped down into a chair. “What makes you think there’s anything going on? This is my family’s cabin after all. I’m here on vacation.”
Jake chuckled. “ Boy, does that ever sound familiar. Seems to run in the family.”
Samantha chose to take the high road and ignore Jake’s comment.
Tad frowned at her. “What are you doing here, sis? Grayson’s been pretty tight-lipped about the whole thing.”
“I’m here because I want to be and Grayson can go screw himself.”
“So it’s like that, is it?” Tad questioned, scowling. “I’ll kill the bastard.”
“You’ll have to stand in line for that privilege,” Jake said, shoving a mug Tad’s way. “But first you’re going to tell us what you’re doing here. And spare me any of your cock-and-bull stories. I know you’re not here on vacation. I intercepted your email about the drop.”
Tad gulped. “I don’t know what you mean.”
Jake slanted a pointed look at the attaché Tad had leaned against the wall. “How long have you been stealing from your father?”
Samantha tensed, dreading her brother’s answer. She glanced at the attaché he’d brought with him and her heart sank. At his continued silence, she turned to glance at Tad. His outrage seemed to evaporate right
Jake pushed Tad forward. “All right, Tad, let’s follow the lady.”
Samantha noticed Jake’s limp as he followed a glowering Tad. His knee was clearly acting up again, thanks to the tussle with her brother. The Logan family was responsible for causing him a lot of pain this week. “Your knee’s bothering you again.”
“I’m okay.”
Noting the grim set of his mouth, she knew he was far from okay. She walked up to him and put her arm around his waist. His taut muscles rippled at her touch. “Lean on me.”
Tad turned, scowling. “You two are pretty cozy.”
She felt Tad’s scornful glare rake over the two of them, and her temper boiled over. “You have no right to question my conduct after the stunt you pulled tonight.” From the corner of her eye, she noticed Jake’s masculine, self-satisfied smile and sighed. Men! She thought about moving away, but Jake seemed to read her thoughts and clung even closer to her side. Samantha and Jake followed Tad through the cabin door. “You’ve got a lot of explaining to do, Tad.”
“But ¼ ”
She let go of Jake and rounded on Tad. “Have you been stealing from the firm? I told Jake it couldn’t be you, that there had to be some explanation, some mitigating circumstance.”
“Why don’t you both leave me alone?” Tad backed away. “I haven’t done anything wrong.”
Jake held up a hand. “Hold the interrogation while I make us some coffee. I think we’re going to need it.”
Samantha cast a concerned glance Jake’s way. Was he hurt worse than she’d thought? “I’ll go get some pain pills.” She rushed to the bathroom and got out the bottle, then ran back to the kitchen with it.
“Thanks,” Jake said, taking the bottle from her. He glanced at Tad. “Want one, kid?”
“No thanks,” Tad said.
“I’ll pour the coffee,” Samantha said, looking for something to do. She glanced up at Tad, standing close to the door. He wouldn’t meet her eyes, a sure sign he was guilty. She still couldn’t wrap her mind around that horrifying fact. Heartsick, she turned back to the coffee maker. Jake took one look at Samantha and took the cups out of her shaking hands. “I’ll do that, sunshine, you sit down.” He turned to look at Tad. “Well, Tad, why don’t you tell us what’s been going on.”
Tad set his attaché case in the corner, and then dropped down into a chair. “What makes you think there’s anything going on? This is my family’s cabin after all. I’m here on vacation.”
Jake chuckled. “ Boy, does that ever sound familiar. Seems to run in the family.”
Samantha chose to take the high road and ignore Jake’s comment.
Tad frowned at her. “What are you doing here, sis? Grayson’s been pretty tight-lipped about the whole thing.”
“I’m here because I want to be and Grayson can go screw himself.”
“So it’s like that, is it?” Tad questioned, scowling. “I’ll kill the bastard.”
“You’ll have to stand in line for that privilege,” Jake said, shoving a mug Tad’s way. “But first you’re going to tell us what you’re doing here. And spare me any of your cock-and-bull stories. I know you’re not here on vacation. I intercepted your email about the drop.”
Tad gulped. “I don’t know what you mean.”
Jake slanted a pointed look at the attaché Tad had leaned against the wall. “How long have you been stealing from your father?”
Samantha tensed, dreading her brother’s answer. She glanced at the attaché he’d brought with him and her heart sank. At his continued silence, she turned to glance at Tad. His outrage seemed to evaporate right
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