only comfortable chair in the kindergarten. Itwas padded, with a high back, and he tossed a couple of cushions on for good measure. âIt might take hours for the helicopter to arrive. If youâre not comfortable your muscles might cramp up and youâll fall off your stool. Use this one.â He pushed the chair against the window. Then, as Len hesitated, he threw a couple of blankets on top.
âMake yourself comfortable,â he suggested.
âWhy are you doing this?â Lenâs face was all suspicion.
âIf you fall off the stool, chances are that gun will go off,â Nick said bluntly. âThen youâll have every cop in the country storming in. Neither of us wants that.â And then he grinned. âAnd you let us have pancakes.â
His smile was beguilingâeven Shanni was beguiled, for heavenâs sake, and this man was a lawyer!âand it worked a treat. Len didnât answerâhe glaredâbut he grudgingly moved from his hard stool to the comfortable chair. And when Nick offered blankets, he threw them over his knees and almost managed a smile of thanks.
âItâll get better,â Nick said, and Shanni practically gaped in astonishment at the sympathy in his voice. âThis isnât the end of the world, you know.â
âWhat would you know about it?â Defianceâbut also fear.
âI know you havenât killed anyone. I know youâre young and young offenders donât go to jail. They go to remand homes where, if they want, they can learn a trade. I know thereâs a heart under that tough exteriorâ¦â
âI canâtâ¦â
âAnd you love cars,â Nick said softly. âI can see that.â He motioned out of the window to where the smashed grey Mercedes lay between them and the police. âIf you have to steal cars, at least you steal cars with class. Itâs taken a darn sight more skill to steal this baby than a cheaper job.â
His dark eyes twinkled down at Len and it wasnât just Len who was mesmerised. Shanni was speechless. This wasa whole new facet to the man. Up until now she hadnât been able to see past the smooth exterior, but nowâ¦there was a human being in there somewhere. âIf youâre willing to learn about mechanics while youâre in remand school, Iâd bet thereâd be luxury car dealers whoâd be prepared to take you on,â he said.
âYeah? Like who?â
âLike my uncle,â Shanni interjected, smiling up at Nick as if he was talking absolute sense. âHe runs a dealership. I know one of his lads has a police record, but my uncle doesnât careâas long as he keeps straight now and knows how to fix his engines.â
âHe wouldnât employ me.â
âYouâd have to do your time first,â Shanni said thoughtfully. âBut if you put your time in the remand home to good useâ¦â
âI ainât going to remand school.â
âHey, Len, just think about it,â Nick urged gently. âWhile we sleep.â
âAnother story, I think,â Nick said as he returned to his mat. Shanniâs eyes were wide with appreciation.
As were Nickâs. This woman was extraordinary. As heâd made Len warm and comfortable and soothed his terror, sheâd given Len what he most neededâhope. Len was dead tired, and, if Nickâs guess was right, he was full of sleeping pills. Now all they had to do was set the moodâand Shanni was right onto that.
âHow about if I read Goodnight, Goodnight ?â she suggested.
âHarryâs asleep already,â Nick said reluctantly. Heâd lifted Harry into his arms again, unthinking, as if it was an instinctive movement. It was starting to feel as if the child belonged there.
âHe might wake up if I donât keep reading,â Shanni said softly. âIf I keep my reading going Iâll soothe him into