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“And you? Are you here to pump me for information to share with your father? I’m sure you’re well aware of his role at Pierson.”
He was turning the tables on her, trying to turn her offense into a defense.
She had no intention of letting him.
“I know that Monty is your new head of security,” she responded without hesitation. “And I know he’ll bust his tail to find my mother. What else is it I’m supposed to know?”
“You tell me.”
“Frankly? My father and I aren’t exactly tight. He doesn’t confide in me. But if I know one thing, it’s that he’s a crackerjack investigator. If he’s working on solving Frederick’s murder, he’ll solve it. Your turn. Because you and your grandfather are close. Which means it’s far more likely you’re doing his bidding.”
“I don’t do anyone’s bidding. Not even my grandfather’s. However, you should know he’s stubborn as a mule. So, if your mother was in any way involved in Frederick’s death, he’ll find out—and he’ll find her, wherever she is.”
Devon set down her goblet with a thud. “My mother is not a killer.”
“Maybe not. But she did go up to that cabin with Frederick. Which means she’s the only living witness to the crime.”
“She didn’t witness anything.” Despite her rising anger, Devon realized she was being baited. “My father’s the one who spoke to her,” she continued, choosing her words carefully. “From what he said, she never saw the killer. Unfortunately, he saw her. Which is why she dropped out of sight, and why we’re all beside ourselves with worry.”
“I’m sorry for what you’re going through. But you can’t blame my grandfather for leaving no stone unturned. Frederick was his son.”
“I know. But the idea that my mother was in any way involved is insane. She’s the kindest, gentlest human being on earth.”
“From my own observations, she’s also down-to-earth and outdoorsy. Not really Frederick’s type.”
“As opposed to whom—Louise Chambers? I agree. Although I really can’t visualize your corporate counsel hiking in the Adirondacks. Still, I was surprised your uncle didn’t ask her, rather than my mother, to go with him. Unless, of course, Louise is unavailable to him now because she’s seeing someone else. You, for example.”
A glint of amusement lit Blake’s amber eyes. “Nice shot. Unfortunately, not a slam dunk. Why would you think Louise and I are involved?”
“She was on your arm when we met. The vibes were there. Am I wrong?”
“Yeah, but I like the fact that you’re jealous. It bodes well for what I have in mind.”
Devon sidestepped the innuendo. “Next you’re going to be telling me that you and Louise Chambers are ‘just friends.’”
“Hmm.” Blake considered the idea and shrugged. “Nope. We’re not that, either. We’re just good, old-fashioned business colleagues. So tell me, did James get a good-night kiss? Or did you send him away with a handshake?”
“Excuse me?” Devon started. “That’s none of your business.”
“Ah. My social life’s your business, but yours isn’t mine? Or were you asking about me and Louise for another re
ason?”
Devon gave a hard shake of her head. This battle of wits was turning into something as challenging and blood pumping as their snowball fight.
“Another reason?” she returned. “Like what?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Checking out alliances and alibis, maybe.”
“Why? Do you have any to share?”
“Not a one. Now that we’ve settled that, let’s get back to James. Did you or didn’t you kiss him?”
Half laughing, half-exasperated, Devon waved an imaginary white flag. “Okay. I give. Just be advised that I’m not a good loser.”
“Then I’ll quit while I’m ahead.” Abruptly, Blake stood, tugging her to her feet. “I want you in a good mood. Otherwise, you might slug me when I do this.” He drew her closer, tilted back her head, and covered her mouth with his.
It was meant to be an overture, an initial exploration of the physical attraction that sizzled between them.
