Part 11 (1/2)

”I know that. As I said, it was a friend.” Daniel's interest in her visitor went beyond concern for her safety. She looked down at her hands, unable to meet his questioning gaze. Why should it matter to her that he was jealous? But it did. Even at the thought, her heart beat faster. Daniel Dubonet was a man in whom she could have developed a real interest. Except that he was a liar and G.o.d knew what else.

Daniel saw that she wasn't going to give him any more information. He started at the windows, checking the locks. As he worked his way around the room, Familiar darted between his legs. ”Hey.” He looked down at the black cat who had swiftly untied his shoelaces. ”What gives with the kitty?”

”Familiar is a peculiar cat.” Sarah tugged at a strand of her hair. ”It's as if he can understand everything I say to him. And the worst part is, I think he may be smarter than I am.”

At Sarah's friendlier tone, Daniel felt a rush of grat.i.tude to the cat. Bending over, he picked him up and carried him to the sofa. ”Now I have to retie my shoes.” As he sat down, Familiar pushed the family alb.u.m toward him. With a quick flick of a black cat paw, he revealed the page with the picture of Jean-Claude as a young boy. There were several snapshots, including one of Jean-Claude and Sarah playing together in a sandbox. Familiar slapped Jean-Claude's face with a soft paw.

”Meow.”

”Meow, what?” Daniel pulled the book closer. The black paw came down on the young boy's face again.

”Who is this, Sarah? Familiar has an intense interest in him.”

”That's my uncle Vince's son, Jean-Claude.”

Daniel looked up, startled. ”Your cousin?”

Sarah dropped her hair. ”No, not really.” But it was almost as if they were blood relatives. She felt awkward even thinking about Jean-Claude and his recent romantic interest in her. ”Uncle Vince is my adopted uncle. There's no blood kins.h.i.+p, just a lot of affection.”

”Meow!” Familiar slapped the picture and then ran to the front door.

Daniel didn't believe what he was seeing. ”Was Jean-Claude the guy who was here?” He motioned to the winegla.s.ses.

”How did...?” Sarah looked at Familiar. ”You little rat fink!”

”Meow!” Familiar's voice was indignant.

”Thanks.” Daniel gave Familiar a long, approving look. ”That's one h.e.l.l of a cat.”

”I should have known that you guys would stick together. I can't believe he-”

”Ratted on you?” Daniel laughed.

Familiar leapt across the room and swatted Daniel on the s.h.i.+n as if to say enough.

”Well, at least Familiar is on my side,” Daniel gloated.

”And what side is that?” Sarah asked coldly.

”The side of truth, justice and the American way.” Daniel's face grew serious. ”And I'm hoping it's the side that will prove to you that I'm a good person, Sarah, because it's becoming more and more important to me that you believe that.”

THERE THEY GO AGAIN, using animals as verbs-ratted. What a crude and ugly term. In my days of wandering the alleys of Was.h.i.+ngton, rodents gave me some of my better moments. They may be sneaky and steal food, but I've never known one to turn-forgive me, birdies-stool pigeon. Ah, well, that only goes to show what poor observers of animal nature human beings are. See, I've often discovered that people will inform on each other. How would it sound to say ”You humaned on me”? Much, much more logical.

At any rate, Daniel and Sarah have acknowledged that little spark between them. That's a step in the right direction. I'm not certain that I have a true reading on Jean-Claude. He's very sophisticated, and I do believe that humans can grow up and change for the better. I've seen it happen.

That isn't my primary concern at the moment. Dotty and Bureau Boy may believe the coast is clear now, but I don't think so. It wasn't Jean-Claude who was following us. I'd be willing to stake one of my lives on it. He knows the way here. He didn't have to follow anyone. And if it wasn't him, it had to be someone else. And it wasn't Daniel, because even though he was tailing us, he saw someone else.

My kitty instincts tell me there's going to be some trouble tonight. If I have to figure out a way to trick Daniel, he's going to stay around. Dolly is pretty self-sufficient, but tonight she's going to need the brawn of a man and the brain of a cat.

Chapter Ten.

”That sounds very n.o.ble, but I'm not buying into it. I think it would be best if you left.” Sarah couldn't allow herself to believe what Daniel was saying. He'd tricked her before, had drawn her into something that could well cost her the career she'd worked so hard to establish. She didn't believe that Daniel was involved in killing anyone, much less Cody, but that still didn't make him an honorable man. And both honor and honesty were her basic requirements.

”I'll leave the house, but I'm staying outside in the car. I'm concerned for you, Sarah.”

”I'm perfectly safe here. No one knows where I am. Besides, today went perfectly fine. There were no problems. You think this relates back to my past. Well, I've got a news flash for you. I think this is all something to do with you and your past. You're the one with make-believe agents coming back from training. You're the one who was abducted at gunpoint by a cabbie. You're the one whose apartment was destroyed and whose reports have gone missing. Not me. I'm only involved on the periphery of this, and I didn't have a trouble in the world until you showed up at my door at midnight.”

Daniel nodded. ”You're right in most of what you say. But I was at your place because three people got sick. And you called me back because of the pepper, remember?”

Sarah did. She couldn't deny those facts. As much as she wanted to blame Daniel, it seemed as if their fates had been thrown together by some outside force. She was definitely caught up in something beyond her control. Maybe he was, too.

She glanced at him and caught the hungry look in his eyes. Her body tensed in antic.i.p.ation of both pleasure and pain. She'd never trusted herself to care about anyone. Not care in the sense that she was willing to give more than a small measure of herself. Until now. Daniel wasn't the best candidate for the position in her heart, but he was the one her heart had chosen. She hadn't wanted to admit that fact, not even to herself. But as she looked at him, she knew it was true.

”I did call you back,” she admitted in a softer voice.

”You did that because you thought you could trust me.”

She couldn't help a slight smile. ”I did it to pay you back for coming to my house at midnight.”

”And because you thought I would test those peppers. And I did. I didn't believe you completely, that's true. But I gave you the benefit of the doubt and asked Cody to run the tests.”

Sarah scooped Familiar into her arms. ”Why did you do that? You could have refused.”

”I probably should have refused. I didn't know at the time why I did it, but I think I know now.” He walked to her and gently reached out to stroke Familiar's head. ”Sometimes your heart is smarter than your brain. When you saw this cat, you risked taking him into your home. You risked caring and losing because your heart made the decision. I think when I saw you, my heart made a decision, too. It recognized that you were the person I could become deeply involved with, and though my brain tried to throw up all the roadblocks of training and caution, my heart won out.” His hand moved from the cat up to Sarah's chin. He lifted her face with the utmost gentleness until she was staring up at him.

”I don't know you well enough to say that I love you, but I believe that, given time, I will. If you give me the chance, I'll love you like you've never been loved before. And I believe you'll love me.”

Sarah knew that a wise woman would back away from this. Here was a man employed by an agency she had every reason to despise. He'd lied to her, by omission. He was in danger of being labeled a murderer. Everywhere he went, troubled followed. Yet the touch of his hand on her face was the most rea.s.suring thing she'd felt in years.

”I can't handle this now.” She spoke the only defense she had left. Very slowly, she stepped away.

Daniel's hand lowered to his side. ”You don't have to. All I'm asking is that you let me stay. Close enough to look out for you, but not close enough to crowd you. I've made a choice, Sarah. I've given up my career.” He lifted his eyebrows. ”Not exactly my choice. Circ.u.mstances played a big part in it. When I drove out here to follow you, I knew that I was making a decision that would cost me my job.”

”You shouldn't have done that! I'm perfectly fine here.” Sarah felt a moment's panic. She couldn't be responsible for this, not for Daniel's loss of career. It wasn't fair that he was going to try to pin that on her. Not with everything else.

Daniel smiled. ”You might be part of the reason, but I made the decision. It was the decision I wanted to make. I guess you could say I've lost my confidence in the Bureau.” His smile was bitter, and he held a finger to his lips to hush her protests so that he could continue. ”That's wildly understated. It would be fair to say I think someone in the FBI is actively trying to injure me, defame me, and possibly kill me.”

”Why?” Sarah knew he wasn't kidding.

”That's a good question. One we'll solve together, if you allow me to.”

”This isn't up to me.”

”Whether we work together is completely up to you. 1 have to resolve this. My good name is at stake. If I'm ever going to have a future in law enforcement, even outside the Bureau, I'm going to have to figure out what happened to Cody. I believe, and I think you do, too, that we're tied together. I don't know how or why, but we are linked.”

Sarah nodded. What he was saying made sense. His honest a.s.sessment of his emotions had frightened her, but he wasn't going to push that issue. Why, suddenly, did she have two men vying for her when in the past twelve months she couldn't have scared up a date to save her life? Nothing made sense. Nothing at all.