Kansas City Christmas
“How much do we know?”Wrapped in a towel and dripping on the throw rug beside Edward’s bed, Holly watched him pace from one end of the room to the other, half-dressed and all tense. His handsome face grew more tight and more grim with each step as he dealt with whatever horrible news the caller on his cell phone had to share.“Yes, I said that to Bill Caldwell.” He raked his hair into spiky disarray as the fury worked through him. “I was stirring the pot, trying to get him to show his hand by app...ealing to his conscience.”His caller made a comment. “Yeah—it worked too well. But he said he loved Mom. I saw the guilt in his eyes, Atticus. He won’t hurt her.”At least now she knew it was one of his brothers calling. Was there a family emergency? A break on their father’s case? She was already worried for him. Now she was just plain worried. “Edward?”He slid his steely glance across the bed, acknowledging her. Then he pointed to her clothes from the night before that he’d folded and laid neatly on the bed.MoreLess
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