Page 6 of Harmless Secrets

When she didn’t say anything, he turned around to apologize, but she was staring at his laptop screen. Her eyes were wide and her face pale.

“How do you get that to go back?”

“Go back?” he asked.

She fluttered her hand at the screen. “Rewind, whatever?”

“Why?” he asked, stepping up beside her.

“I think I saw her. There!” She pointed at the screen. “You were following her, and then she ran. There she is.”

He looked toward the screen, but then Dee shook her head. “Oh, wait. She has a kid. That’s not her.”

Devon couldn’t pull his attention away from Alicia or the little girl she had beside her. They had run through the crowd, the little girl’s braids flying behind her. Alicia had leaned up against a building to catch her breath. The video was fuzzy, but he knew that was her. She talked to the little girl, as if trying to catch her breath, then they walked, hand in hand, down the street and turned into a parking garage. It was the same one Devon had parked in for the day.

Damn.

“How old would you say that little girl was?” he asked, as he rewound the footage and watched again. He zoomed in, but the picture was fuzzy.

Dee shrugged. “I don’t know. Probably about four.”

He looked at Dee and her face went blank. “No. You can’t know that.”

He used the control to rewind the footage again and paused it. “I’m not saying she’s mine, she could be someone else’s kid. But…it’s odd.”

“Now you have to find her,” Dee said. “You need to at least know whether or not that little girl is yours. If she is, you’ll need to get a lawyer involved, and I can watch the house.”

“Hey, you two, don’t go making any crazy plans together,” Micah warned as he poured some cereal in a bowl for Alana.

“What do you mean by that?” Dee asked, her hands on her hips. “We don’t make crazy plans.”

“Yeah?” Micah asked.

“Yeah,” Devon said. “We never really do anything that crazy.”

“Let’s remember the last time I had to call Carino to help you out of a bind,” Micah said.

“That wasn’t our fault. Devon didn’t know that woman was a fan of his games.” She looked at him. “You need to keep your face off of stuff. You’re too pretty.”

Micah muttered under his breath as he filled a sippy cup. Dee rolled her eyes and faced Devon.

“So, how do we find out where she lives?” she asked.

He played it again and zeroed in on the parking garage. “We just need to find her car. Then we’ll know where she lives. We know where she parked, so we can probably find out where she lives.”

Maybe he would be able to find out just why the hell she ran away from him. He played the footage back, pausing at the moment she noticed him.

Even in the blurry image, Devon could see the terror that crept over her features. He swallowed as his stomach roiled. There was something really, really wrong. Finding her was the most important thing now. The woman he had spent the night with didn’t look like she would back down from anything. But today she had.

Was the girl the reason? Did she have some connection to him, or was it just a weird coincidence? He needed to discover all those secrets.

And, he might just find out why she looked as if she was scared to death of him.

The mobile rang, bringing the former agent out of a deep sleep.

“Yes?”

“There was a hit. Someone was looking for information on Stryker.”

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