“Don’t believe Mike.” Sure, the prick had sounded convincing, as if he’d been dealt the worst insult ever. Kam wouldn’t buy it. In his gut, he knew Mike was involved in some way.
“I don’t. Not entirely. I’ll always be cautious when it comes to him, I promise. But at least I stopped sitting around worrying and actually did something. I have some other ideas,too—and no, I’m not going into them now. We’ll talk about it soon.”
Slowly, in halting steps, she urged him toward the door.
“Anxious to get rid of me?”
“To do some online shopping, actually.”
Unwilling to dim her smile, he took that one on the chin. “Do you need anything before I go?”
“I need you to stop worrying.”
“Let me worry. Let me take care of you.”Let me love you and let me make you mine.Swallowing down that sentiment wasn’t easy. “Swear you’ll call me if anything happens.”
“I swear.” Smiling, she paused in the doorway. Softly, she said, “Thank you for caring about me, Kam. You make my heart happy.”
Aw, damn.It took two quick breaths before he could say, “You make my heart happy, too.”
Glory closed the door, but he waited until he heard the lock. As he started out to his SUV, someone asked, “Moved in, huh?”
Kam turned, and spotted Nosy Old Lady Simmons, still in her flowered housecoat and slippers, standing on her front stoop. “As much as she’d allow, ma’am.”
Wonder of wonders, the woman cracked a smile. “I hope you’re behaving.”
“Only as much as she makes me.”
At that, she cackled a laugh, waved him off, and headed inside.
Huh.Had he won over the neighbor? He’d take every bit of help he could get.
Once he was out of the driveway, he called Tanner.
“What’s up? Callie’s heading out in a few minutes.”
“I know; she told me. Glory’s home alone, so I’m glad she won’t be long.”
“Hold on.” Tanner muffled the phone, and when he came back, he said, “Callie will take off now.”
Relieved, Kam nodded. “I’m glad. Glory is hell-bent on doing things on her own, but if she so much as moves her pinkie, she flinches.”
“Broken ribs are no joke.”
With that covered, Kam filled him in about the call to Mike. “He’s insane, and that makes him even more dangerous.”
“You think he’s still here in town?”
“Or somewhere nearby. He said he heard about her wreck from others talking in a store, so he’s not far.” In his gut, Kam knew Mike was too obsessive to go back home and get on with his life—without Glory. His biggest fear was that the bastard would never give up. “Think you could check around, see if anyone knows of the white car, or if they’ve seen Mike? I talked with the cops, but they can’t be everywhere at once.”
“They’re better now. You know that, right? The cops who accused me back in the day... They knew my dad and made assumptions. I guess the ill will from too many run-ins with him carried over to me. As an adult, I’ve dealt with a few of them on behalf of kids, and they’re okay. They do what they can.”
Within the law. If Kam found Mike first, he’d deal out his own justice, and the law could have whatever was left. “Sure, I get it. I’ll feel better if the people we know are also scoping out the area.”
“I’m on it. I’ll talk to Liam first, see if he’s able to place that white car.”
“Thanks. He and Nell might be going to Glory’s later to set up a run for PB. If he finds out anything, I’d rather he tell me first.”
“Same. I’ll let him know. And, Kam, if you need anything, I’m here.”
