In for the Kill [Hawkman Series Book 9] by Betty Sullivan La Pierre Read Free Book Online Page B

not here."
    "I hate to have the Deputy Sheriffs watch over me when I can look out for myself."
    "You're not a law officer, and I can't be in two places at once. Besides, they're local and this is their territory."
    Jennifer looked concerned. “This whole situation is getting scary. It's not just you and me anymore. Now Rita, Marie and the local law enforcement are involved."

CHAPTER NINE
    Hawkman stared at his wife. “You really know how to blow my evening. I thought about the danger of drawing Rita and Marie into this mess, but I had to speak to them."
    "Of course you did. They held valuable information you needed. I guess what worries me the most is, they're both single. Rita doesn't bother me as much, because she's survived many years without a man around. But I'm afraid Marie might be vulnerable, since she's only been widowed for a couple of years. And she's got those three little girls."
    "I gave her my phone number so she could let me know if she sees him around the area. I'm sure Marie understood my underlying meaning and will keep her daughters under close supervision."
    Jennifer leaned over and patted his knee. “I'm sure she will. I think I'm super sensitive to little girls getting kidnapped after the Tiffany Ryan ordeal."
    "I can definitely relate.” Hawkman rested his elbows on his knee and rolled the beer bottle between his palms. Miss Marple leaped from the side of the chair where she'd been eyeing his movements and almost batted the bottle from his hands. He laughed, grabbing the beer before it went sloshing across the floor. “Why you little rascal, I'd almost forgotten you were here. I'm going to have to keep a closer eye on you.” He picked up the animal and put her in his lap. “You are a cutie.” He rubbed her tummy as he continued his conversation. “I've been thinking about one of the names Bill gave me."
    "Which one?"
    "Jack Hargrove. The ‘J’ fits in with what Ms. Rawlings heard at the bar. Someone called him J.J. and then she heard the name Judd also. So his middle name could also start with a J.” He shook his head. “Wish I could remember this guy, but the name doesn't raise any memories."
    "It would have been nice if Bill could have faxed you a photo."
    "Oddly enough, he found the ID picture missing. He's going to get back to me once he finds out who's been tampering with the file. And he wasn't familiar with the man either, so he's going to see what he can uncover."
    "You know, there's a chance this fellow you're dealing with isn't even associated with the Agency. Maybe he's a complete stranger."
    "It's possible, but how would he know my real name?"
    She slapped her thighs. “Maybe someone from way back, possibly in your college days. Did Rita or Clyde give you an inkling of how old the guy might be?"
    "No, but I gather with the dark hair, graying temples, and buff build, he's close to my age."
    Jennifer grinned. “Well, I don't know about the buff build."
    He held up the kitten and looked into her face. “Miss Marple, don't you think she's mighty ornery to her sweet husband?"
    Jennifer rolled her eyes. “I guess you think you've got a comrade just because she can't tell you what she thinks."
    "Not sure she's my buddy yet. Have to wait and see how she and Pretty Girl get along."
    Jennifer kicked off her shoes, and pulled her legs beneath her. “Back to this mystery man. I hope Bill calls you soon. This whole situation is making me very jittery."
    Hawkman put the cat on the floor, rolled a ball across the carpet, and watched her bound after it. “That reminds me, the window people will be here in the morning to replace the glass."
    "Good, that plywood makes the room dark."
    When the phone rang, they glanced toward the kitchen bar as the machine picked up. “This is the Medford Hospital, we need to reach Mr. Tom Casey."
    Hawkman vaulted from the chair, leaped across the cat and grabbed the receiver. “Yes, this is Tom Casey."
    "We've just admitted Rita Rawlings to the hospital