Her skin chilled. “I have to pull off. They’re slowing down. I think they realize I’ve been following them.”
“Shit. Selena, find a lighted area where there’s traffic and people.”
“I’ll go to the service station.” People would be there, and it would be well-lit.
“I’ll be there in a minute.”
“You’re supposed to follow the Mazda.” She wanted him to catch the menace!
“The other guys will. I want to make sure they don’t follow you to the service station.”
“All right.”
When she pulled into the service station, she parked by the store. Daniel came rushing up with his police car’s lights flashing.
She just hoped the guys weren’t watching all this while the others were trying to chase down their car.
She got out of her car, and Daniel joined her, giving her a warm embrace. “What were you thinking?"
“I saw the car and wanted to follow him until you could locate him and arrest him. Anyone would have done what I did to help the police.”
He shook his head. “It’s late at night. These guys are unpredictable. I don’t want you getting hurt.”
“Okay.”
“I’ll escort you to the hotel.”
“Thanks.”
When they arrived at the hotel, he carried her box of clothes to her room upstairs, then they kissed goodnight, and she knew they were bound to continue dating, the way she felt about him. It helped that he was interested in everything she was doing—looking through cemeteries at night, running a shop, and even her past as a forensic anthropologist. And she loved that he was a deputy sheriff, and that he enjoyed cooking and gardening.
She just hoped the driver of the Mazda she’d been following didn’t realize she’d been after him and that she had reported him to the police!
5
Thinking of the danger Selena could have put herself in by following that black car, Daniel finally got ready for bed. Unfortunately, they had lost the Mazda anyway, but he was glad she’d been safe. But he couldn’t quit thinking about it and worried they could recognize her car when she had followed it, that she had called the police on them, and that they would give her trouble.
Before he went to work in the morning, he would drop by her shop and pick up a drink for her from Silva’s shop since he was getting himself one anyway. He just wanted to start his day by seeing her. He called to ask her what she would like, just in case she had already stopped over there and ordered herself a drink.
“Morning,” he said over the phone. “I’m delivering special drinks from Silva’s tea shop if you haven’t had a chance to get one.”
“Oh, that would be lovely. A cranberry tea and a scone, if that would be all right.”
“You got it. I’ll be right over.” He dropped by Silva’s tea shop and picked up drinks, a scone for Selena, and a pumpkin muffin for himself.
She unlocked the shop door for him. She was wearing sneakers, jeans, and a T-shirt featuring a wolf sitting in the middle of a pile of fallen leaves, one sticking to the top of its head. She looked cute and whimsical, and he liked the look. Before this, she had mostly been dressed up.
She was unpacking more boxes, and he spied the stack of folded ones. “Do you want me to take these to the recycle bin?”
“Yes, thanks. I was going to do it last night, but I was so tired.”
“I’ve got it.” He carried the boxes out to the recycle bin and saw Silva coming out with a stack.
“Now if only I had a mate who would do that for me.”
Daniel laughed, then returned to the shop. “Do you need me to help you unpack the remaining boxes before Brett comes by to take pictures for the paper?”
“No, thanks. Roxie offered to drop by and help, just in case I’m not done by then.”