take a step back . She wanted to pinch herself , anything to stop her mouth. Both officers glanced at each other again. One opened his notebook and scribbled something down. The sound of Richard ’ s truck pulling in should have made her breath e easier, and she was calmer, sort of, if she could just get her damn hands to stop trembling. So she jammed them in her back pockets.
Richard hurried up the steps , and both officers turned in the doorway. Richard glanced once at her, his hard eyes giving nothing away as he walked around the officers and slid his arm around Maggie’s shoulder s . “Why are you talking to my wife?”
The cute young deputy with the million dollar smile and sun streaked blond hair crossed his arms. “Well , she said you’re divorced.”
Maggie wanted to kick the arrogant deputy who grinned again.
“She’s confused. We ’ re back together , and we’re not divorced.” Richard spoke to the deputy , but glanced down at Maggie with a look that said he was done with this subject. This was the second time he said they weren’t divorced. She wanted to clarify and find out everything. Because she couldn’t believe he’d told the lawyers they were back together , and they’d believe him.
“Mr. McCafferty, that’s obviously a bone of contention between the two of you and does not concern us. We’re here about a truck reported stolen by Dan McKenzie, yet the registration appears in your name.”
Richard dropped his arm from Maggie’s shoulder s and somehow moved her away from the deputies. “Maggie , can you please excuse us.” He didn’t ask, he dictated again.
She wanted to refuse outright. She even crossed her arms and opened her mouth to say so , but instead she beamed up at him and batted her eyelashes, “Why absolutely darling. I’ll just go powder my nose like a good little girl.”
Richard stiffened and glared at her . She knew she’d be hearing about it later.
One of the deputies smirked. The way the other watched her let her know he’d do anything to talk to her alone. She hurried up the stairs and leaned against the wall outside her room where she knew she could hear everything. But Richard , that sly bugger , must have known because the next thing she heard was the screen door slap close d as they went outside. Maggie raced to Ryley’s room at the end of the hall and stepped over his pile of clothes scattered on the floor, glanced at his unmade bed , and leaned over the cluttered desk against the window. Richard stood with the deputies beside their cruiser. He was talking , motioning a couple times with his hands as if to emphasize something. He shrugged and shook his head a couple of times. She would give anything to listen in.
What was Richard up to? What was he hiding?
She darted out of Ryley’s room and grabbed the portable phone from the narrow hall table. She dialed as she raced back to the window and peaked out from the side. It went right to voicemail. “You’ve reached Diane . I’m not here so leave your name and number , and I’ll get back to you.”
“Diane, it’s Maggie. I really need to talk to you . Can you call me back ? I’m at Richard ’ s.” Why did she keep saying that? This was home wasn’t it? She hung up the phone . She knew with her head clear , she really needed to address several things, her house in town , and her and Richard, but first things first. What Richard was up to with Dan ?
The car doors slammed shut . The deputies were leaving. Maggie blinked and looked down as they pulled away. Richard was watching her. Maggie hurried down the steps determined to get some answers. He was good at avoiding, why even last night , he managed to evade her questions about Dan. Ryley remained glued to his side, and she fell asleep before he came to bed.
Maggie raced into the kitchen just as Richard grabbed the phone. “Richard , what’s going on? First Dan calls. Now the cops show up here about that truck. What are you doing?”
He
Richard hurried up the steps , and both officers turned in the doorway. Richard glanced once at her, his hard eyes giving nothing away as he walked around the officers and slid his arm around Maggie’s shoulder s . “Why are you talking to my wife?”
The cute young deputy with the million dollar smile and sun streaked blond hair crossed his arms. “Well , she said you’re divorced.”
Maggie wanted to kick the arrogant deputy who grinned again.
“She’s confused. We ’ re back together , and we’re not divorced.” Richard spoke to the deputy , but glanced down at Maggie with a look that said he was done with this subject. This was the second time he said they weren’t divorced. She wanted to clarify and find out everything. Because she couldn’t believe he’d told the lawyers they were back together , and they’d believe him.
“Mr. McCafferty, that’s obviously a bone of contention between the two of you and does not concern us. We’re here about a truck reported stolen by Dan McKenzie, yet the registration appears in your name.”
Richard dropped his arm from Maggie’s shoulder s and somehow moved her away from the deputies. “Maggie , can you please excuse us.” He didn’t ask, he dictated again.
She wanted to refuse outright. She even crossed her arms and opened her mouth to say so , but instead she beamed up at him and batted her eyelashes, “Why absolutely darling. I’ll just go powder my nose like a good little girl.”
Richard stiffened and glared at her . She knew she’d be hearing about it later.
One of the deputies smirked. The way the other watched her let her know he’d do anything to talk to her alone. She hurried up the stairs and leaned against the wall outside her room where she knew she could hear everything. But Richard , that sly bugger , must have known because the next thing she heard was the screen door slap close d as they went outside. Maggie raced to Ryley’s room at the end of the hall and stepped over his pile of clothes scattered on the floor, glanced at his unmade bed , and leaned over the cluttered desk against the window. Richard stood with the deputies beside their cruiser. He was talking , motioning a couple times with his hands as if to emphasize something. He shrugged and shook his head a couple of times. She would give anything to listen in.
What was Richard up to? What was he hiding?
She darted out of Ryley’s room and grabbed the portable phone from the narrow hall table. She dialed as she raced back to the window and peaked out from the side. It went right to voicemail. “You’ve reached Diane . I’m not here so leave your name and number , and I’ll get back to you.”
“Diane, it’s Maggie. I really need to talk to you . Can you call me back ? I’m at Richard ’ s.” Why did she keep saying that? This was home wasn’t it? She hung up the phone . She knew with her head clear , she really needed to address several things, her house in town , and her and Richard, but first things first. What Richard was up to with Dan ?
The car doors slammed shut . The deputies were leaving. Maggie blinked and looked down as they pulled away. Richard was watching her. Maggie hurried down the steps determined to get some answers. He was good at avoiding, why even last night , he managed to evade her questions about Dan. Ryley remained glued to his side, and she fell asleep before he came to bed.
Maggie raced into the kitchen just as Richard grabbed the phone. “Richard , what’s going on? First Dan calls. Now the cops show up here about that truck. What are you doing?”
He
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