Safety in Numbers. Carla Cassidy
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why you don’t take time to go to the Curl Palace and get one of the ladies to give you a real haircut and style.”
Meredith stabbed another fry into her ketchup. “And why would I do that? I’ve got no reason to fancy myself up.”
“If you’d fancy yourself up just a little you’d have all the single men in Cotter Creek vying for your attention.”
“Half the men in town grew up thinking of me as a little sister, the other half were scared to death of my brothers. I don’t want their attention. Just because you’re madly in love with Joshua doesn’t mean it’s your job to see that I find a man. All I need right now is work.”
“Joshua has been complaining about how slow things are at Wild West Protective Services right now,” Savannah said.
Meredith nodded. “Things have definitely been slow. It’s been over a month since I’ve had an assignment.”
Wild West Protective Services was the familyowned business that provided bodyguard and protection services around the country. Meredith worked for the business along with her five brothers.
“I’m not used to so much downtime. It makes me nervous,” she said.
And maybe that was what was causing her feeling of unease, she thought. Too much downtime. Or perhaps her disquiet was because of the dreams she’d been having lately, dreams of her dead mother.
She glanced around the café; once again, then focused back on Savannah. “I’m thinking about asking Sheriff Ramsey to reopen the investigation into my mother’s murder,” she said.
Savannah stared at her in surprise. “Talk about a cold case. It’s been what…twenty years?”
“Twenty-five. I was three years old when she was murdered.” Meredith shoved her plate aside, her appetite gone. “I’ve been having dreams about her.” She frowned thoughtfully. “It’s like she can’t rest in peace until I find out who killed her.”
“After all this time I’d think the odds were pretty poor that you’d discover who was responsible.” Savannah eyed her friend worriedly. “You’re right, you have too much time on your hands at the moment.”
Meredith flashed a quick smile. “Maybe, but I am going to talk about it with Sheriff Ramsey.”
Savannah’s gaze shot over Meredith’s shoulder. “You won’t believe the hunk that just walked in the front door.”
“Does Joshua know you talk about other men like that?”
Savannah raised a copper-colored eyebrow. “Honey, I love your brother, but I know a hunk when I see one.” Her eyes widened. “And this one is coming our way.”
The words were barely out of her mouth before he appeared at the side of their booth. In her first glance, Meredith registered several things. He was a tall drink of water, topped by sandy-colored hair, with ice-blue eyes that pierced rather than gazed.
Even though he was blond and blue-eyed there was nothing of a pretty boy about him. His face was lean, all angles that combined to give him a slightly dangerous aura. A faint white scar bisected one of his eyebrows. His presence seemed to fill the room with a pulsating energy.
“Meredith West?”
She jumped in surprise at his deep, smooth voice. “Yes? I’m Meredith.”
“My name is Chase McCall. I’m a friend of your brother Dalton. He sent me over here to find you and ask if you’d be kind enough to take my mother and me to the ranch. This is my mother, Kathy.”
It was only then that Meredith realized he wasn’t alone. Next to him stood a short, white-haired woman with blue eyes and a sweet smile. “Hello, dear. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” she said. Despite the snowy hair on her head, there was a youthful sparkle in her eyes.
Meredith vaguely remembered Dalton mentioning something about friends coming to town, but at the time he’d mentioned it she hadn’t paid much attention.
“And I’m Savannah Clarion,” Savannah said. “Is it business or pleasure that brings you to Cotter Creek?”
Meredith wasn’t surprised by Savannah’s question. As Cotter Creek’s star newspaper reporter, she had a healthy curiosity about everyone.
“Strictly pleasure,” Kathy McCall replied, her eyes twinkling with good humor. “We decided to take a little trip together, you know mother/son bonding time, and Chase had heard so many things from Dalton about the charming Cotter Creek. So, here we are.”
A flash of impatience shot across Chase’s features. “We’ve had a long bus ride to get here and we’d really like to get settled in.”
“You came by bus?” Meredith looked at him in surprise. Neither of them had any luggage.
“Somebody thought it would be a great idea,” he said tersely.
Kathy’s smile made her look like a good-humored cherub. “It was lovely to see the scenery without worrying about Chase getting a speeding ticket or two.”
“Where’s your luggage?” Meredith asked. She’d been in the bodyguard business too long to simply trust the word of two strangers who had appeared at her booth in the local café;.
“We left it over at the office with Dalton,” Chase replied.
Meredith stood and grabbed her coat and purse from the booth. As she did she couldn’t help but notice that Chase’s gaze swept the length of her, then he glanced away, as if dismissing her as not worthy of his attention.
She’d known the man less than three minutes and already something about him made her want to grind her teeth. She fumbled with her wallet for money to pay her lunch tab.
“Don’t worry about it,” Savannah said. “I’ll get it this time. You can get it next time.”
Meredith flashed her friend a grateful smile, then straightened and looked at Chase.
“Shall we?”
As she exited the café; she was acutely conscious of the man following her. Handsome men weren’t anything new to Meredith. She’d been raised with five brothers who most women considered unusually attractive. But in that first instance of laying eyes on Chase McCall, uncharacteristic butterflies had flitted erratically in her stomach. Meredith wasn’t used to butterflies.
Kathy fell into step beside her as they walked toward the Wild West Protective Services office just down the street. “We thought we’d be staying with Dalton, but he said we’d be much more comfortable at the ranch,” she said.
Meredith thought of her brother’s one-bedroom apartment in town. “Dalton’s place is pretty small and not real welcoming to guests. The ranch is much better,” she agreed, although she wasn’t at all sure she liked the idea of sharing her home space with the tall, silent man who walked just behind them. “We’re used to company at the ranch.”
As they entered the Wild West Protective Services office, Dalton stood from the desk. “Ah good, I see you found her,” he said to Chase.
“Your description made it easy,” Chase replied, a whisper of amusement evident in his voice.
Meredith turned to look at her brother. “And just what kind of description did you tell him?”
Dalton’s cheeks reddened slightly as a sheepish grin stole over his lips. “It doesn’t matter now,” Chase replied smoothly. “We found you and that’s all that’s important.” He picked up the two suitcases by the door and looked at her expectantly. For somebody who was on vacation he didn’t look particularly eager to have a good time.
“Unfortunately I’m expecting a phone call that I need to take, otherwise I’d drive you to the ranch myself. But Meredith will get you settled in, then I’ll see you this evening at dinnertime.” Dalton smiled at her. “Take good care of them,