When Silence Falls. Shirlee McCoy
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the chaos around her. The police officer said something to her and she nodded, lifting thick, straight bangs away from her forehead and revealing a deep blue bruise. Then she gestured to the livid welts along her arm.
Piper Sinclair might not be a kid anymore, but apparently she hadn’t outgrown her penchant for finding trouble. Cade could only hope the Lynchburg police would have an easier time of protecting her than her brothers had had while she was growing up.
TWO
Piper was in the middle of explaining for the fifth time the roundhouse kick she’d used to disarm the kidnapper, when Jake Reed stepped up beside her. Sheriff of the small town where she lived, and a friend of Piper’s brother Grayson, he was here for one reason and one reason only—to check up on her. Obviously, Grayson had put him up to it.
She might have been annoyed if she hadn’t been so glad to see a familiar face.
“Everything okay here, Piper?” Jake’s voice was smooth and firm.
“Fine. I was just telling Lieutenant Bradley that it really is possible for a woman my size to disarm a man.”
“He’s having trouble believing you?” Jake speared Bradley with a look meant to intimidate. It might not have worked on Bradley, but Piper was tempted to take a step away.
Bradley just snapped the gum he was chewing and shrugged. “I’m just trying to get an accurate picture of how Miss Sinclair managed it.”
“I think I’ve already explained. I used a roundhouse kick. If you don’t know what that is, I can demonstrate.”
“Not necessary.”
“Then I’m free to go?”
“Let me check with Chief Russell. He might want to ask a few more questions before you leave.”
“But—”
Jake put a hand on Piper’s shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. “I’ll go with him. See if I can speed things along a little.”
“I appreciate it.” And she did. Her head ached, her throat was parched and all she wanted was to catch a ride back to the college with Gabby, get in her car and go home.
“No problem. You might want to call Grayson while you wait. He’s been trying to reach you and he’s worried.”
“I would, but my cell phone battery died.”
“You can use mine.” The man standing beside Jake held out a phone. He was tall and rangy, his well-worn jeans and black T-shirt a perfect match for the shaggy, overgrown haircut he sported. A camera, cradled in his hand, seemed as much a part of who he was as his brown hair and green eyes.
Something about those eyes sparked a memory, but it flitted away too quickly for Piper to grasp. “Thank you.”
“Not a problem.” He turned away, taking some shots of the women who were waiting to be questioned.
Jake left, too, following Lieutenant Bradley across the parking lot to a short, balding man.
Which meant it was time to call Grayson. Piper braced herself and dialed his number.
He picked up on the first ring. “Sinclair, here.”
“Gray. It’s me.”
“Piper! Are you all right? I’ve been worried sick.”
“I’m fine.”
“Then maybe you can tell me what’s going on. A friend of mine called to say you were on the seven o’clock news. Something about a kidnapping.”
“I was at a weight-loss meeting—”
“You don’t need to lose weight,” Gray cut in, the impatience in his voice obvious.
“Gabby—”
“Why am I not surprised? She’s been pulling you into her schemes for…”
“Grayson, can I get a word in, here?”
“Sorry. Go ahead.”
Piper took a deep breath, forcing back frustration. “Gabby and I were at a weight-loss seminar and some maniac decided to kidnap one of the women. She escaped, but during the scuffle, candles fell into a curtain and set the place on fire.”
“Nice condensed version, sis. Now, why don’t you tell me the rest?”
“This isn’t my phone. I don’t want to run up a stranger’s bill.”
“I don’t mind.” How the stranger had heard her when he seemed completely engrossed in photographing the scene, Piper didn’t know.
She flashed a smile, then turned away, facing the back of the ambulance she’d been leaning against and lowering her voice. “Look, Gray, we’ll talk more later. I’ve got to go.”
“Is Jake there?”
“He’s talking to one of the officers.”
“Can you ask him to call me when he’s done?”
“Gray—”
“Piper, Mom and Dad are enjoying the first vacation they’ve had in years. I’d hate to ruin it by telling them you’re in some kind of trouble.”
“That’s blackmail.”
“Whatever works.”
“Fine. I’ll tell him.” She hung up and thrust the phone back at its owner. “Here you go. Thanks again for letting me use it.”
He nodded, his gaze too knowing to be comfortable. “I guess Grayson hasn’t changed.”
“You know Gray?” No wonder his eyes had seemed familiar.
“Knew. But not as well as I knew Seth. He and I were too young to hang with Grayson and his buddies.”
He grinned and held out a hand. “Cade Macalister.”
“Cade? Cade who used to tie my shoelaces together and laugh when I tripped?” Piper squinted, trying to see the scrawny kid with glasses in the scruffily attractive man who stood before her.
“I guess you remember.”
“How could I forget? You and my brother spent hours coming up with ways to torture me.”
“Self-defense. You followed us around everywhere. It’s hard to look cool when you’ve got a little girl hanging out with you.”
Piper laughed, relaxing for the first time in what seemed like hours. “I guess that’s true.”
“It’s definitely true. How is Seth?”
“Good. He’s out of the country. We should hear from him early next month. Aren’t you a military guy, too?”
“I was. Dad had a stroke a year and a half ago, and I’m helping him out for a while.”
“I’d heard about his stroke. How’s he doing?”
“Better.” Cade’s grimace made a lie of the words.
“Ms. Sinclair?” A short, balding man hurried toward Piper, Jake close behind him, their arrival cutting off the questions she wanted to ask.
“Yes?” She turned toward them, her tension suddenly back.
“I’m Chief Russell. Lieutenant Bradley said you gave him your statement. We’ll need you to come by the station tomorrow morning and sign it. Other than that, we’re all set. You can stop by at your convenience.”
“Thanks.”
He nodded, gave her a brief smile and moved away.
“I guess I’m free to go. Thanks, Jake. Nice seeing you again, Cade.”
“You, too.”
She