soften. He reached out and brushed a lock of hair away from her forehead, causing a riot of emotions to run through her.
“I couldn’t stand it if anything happened to you—you have to come clean with me and tell me everything you know. And let me know what you plan to do next.”
She let out a sigh. “I don’t know what was in the box and I’m not sure what we’ll do next. I guess it depends on what’s in the box.”
“And what about Overton, what did he want?”
“To hassle us, as usual. I told you before how he has it in for us … and I have no idea why.”
“Yeah, I don’t trust him. What about this Jake guy that was with Fiona? Can you trust him or is he in close with Overton?”
Morgan thought back to how Jake had risked his own job and gone against Overton to help prove she was innocent in the Littlefield murder. She’d trust him with her life.
“Jake is totally trustworthy. He doesn’t like Overton either. In fact, Overton is doing everything he can to keep Jake away from the case of the dead guy on the cliff.”
Luke nodded. “Okay. Good. We need all the people on our side we can get.”
Morgan shuffled her feet. She felt awkward and unsure of herself. Part of her wanted to bolt into the house and the other part of her wanted to stand here with Luke all night.
She gave herself a mental head slap. What was she thinking?
“We cleaned up the mess in your living room and we’re getting the glass replaced in the china cabinet. Sorry about your grandma’s china, I remember how much you loved it.”
Morgan’s heart softened another notch toward him. He remembered how much she loved that china .
A variety of words tried to battle their way from her brain to her mouth, but she only managed to get one out. “Thanks.”
“Okay, well if you find out anything else, or see anyone or anything suspicious call me right away.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a black business card with nothing but a phone number on it in silver. Morgan turned the card over, the back was blank.
“That’s my private cell number. Call me no matter what time of day or night.”
Morgan’s stomach did a somersault as he turned to go and she stared at his back, unable to move. After a few steps he turned to face her again.
“In the meantime, my men and I will be keeping a close eye on you … and your sisters.”
Then he turned and trotted off toward the woods.
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She almost called after him.
Then she remembered that she had no idea where he’d been or what he’d been doing for the past ten years. For all she knew, he was the head of these treasure hunting pirates and was just trying to worm the information out of her.
Still, for a few minutes, it had seemed like old times. Like the Luke she’d once loved. She’d have to be careful. She couldn’t let herself get hurt by him again.
Stuffing his business card in her back pocket, she ran up the porch steps into the house, pausing only for a second to glance over in the direction that Luke had disappeared in.
Was he watching her now?
The thought made her feel safe … and a little creeped out at the same time.
She turned back and opened the front door, heading in the direction of the kitchen where she could hear everyone talking.
“Can you guys believe this? What a jerk.” She slapped the citation Overton had given her on the counter.
“I know. He really hates you guys,” Cal said.
“Good thing we dug up this coin, looks like we’re going to need some extra money.” Celeste held up the escudo and turned to Cal. “Are you sure this is real?”
“Of course. I am an expert you know.” He raised his eyebrows at Celeste.
Celeste laughed. “I know, sorry.”
“I can lend you guys some money if you need it to pay that right away. I’m sure I can find a buyer for the coin.” He pointed at the citation.
Morgan looked at her sisters. “Should we sell the coin? I’m not sure what to
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