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“Mac’s grasping at straws,” Tiffany said, feeling the need to explain and apologize to Zane. She lifted her palms and managed a frail smile. “He . . . he’s just trying to find an explanation.”
“And I’m the logical choice.”
“Everyone else has been with the farm for years, and, well, Mac’s a little suspicious when it comes to strangers.”
Zane set his empty cup on the counter and rammed his hands into his pockets. His eyes narrowed, and his lower jaw jutted forward. “And what do you think, Tiffany?”
She lifted trusting eyes to his. “Iknowyou didn’t let Moon Shadow out.”
“So who did?”
“God, I don’t know. I’m not really sure I want to. I’m just so damned tired . . .” She felt her shoulders slump and forced her back to stiffen. “If I had to guess I’d say that it was probably just some kids who broke into the place and thought they’d get their kicks by letting the horse out.”
“Not just any horse,” he reminded her. “Moon Shadow.”
“He’s been getting a lot of attention lately.”
“How would the kids know where to find Moon Shadow?”
“His picture’s been in the paper.”
“And at night, to an untrained eye, Moon Shadow looks like any other black horse.”
“But—”
“What about your security system?” Zane demanded.
“You said yourself that the fence was down.”
“Wouldn’t that dog of yours bark his head off if a stranger started poking around the place?” he demanded, daring her to ignore the logic of his thinking.
“I . . . I guess so.”
“You see,” he surmised, “there are too many unanswered questions. I don’t blame Mac for thinking I was involved.” He raked his fingers through his hair and let out an exasperated sigh.
“He’s just worried . . . about me.”
“So am I.” Zane’s arms circled her waist and he leaned his forehead against hers. “Someone’s trying to ruin you and I think I know who.”
Tiffany squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head, denying his suggestion before he had a chance to speak. “Dustin,” she thought aloud, “you think he’s behind all this?”
“No question about it.”
“But he’s in Florida—”
“Is he?”
Tiffany hesitated. She hadn’t actually seen Dustin get on a plane. “Journey’s End races the day after tomorrow.”
“And Dustin was here this morning.” His strong, protective arms drew her close. “If you do have a saboteur, sweet lady, I’m willing to bet on your brother-in-law.”
“Just because one horse got out—”
“And four foals died.”
“No!” Tiffany tried to jerk away but couldn’t. His powerful arms flexed and imprisoned her to him.
“And the story was leaked to the press.”
