Jar of Hearts: (Family Stone, # 5 Keisha and Shane) (Family Stone Romantic Suspense) by Lisa Hughey Read Free Book Online Page A

straight, their focus on the intruder, sex pushed to the side but not forgotten. “Later, I’m going to do everything I want to you and you’re going to take it.”
    Keisha’s breath caught, held. Until later. And she’d do the same to him. Screw it. She’d worry about future heartache…in the future. “Right back at you.”
    The soft rumble of a truck backing up to the door infiltrated the darkness of the refrigerated room.
    As soon as the truck breached the threshold, the driver stopped and the distinctive sound of the gear being set in park hit their ears.
    Someone hopped out of the passenger side of the cab and headed directly for the light switch that would illuminate the entire refrigerated compartment. Keisha held the camera up, tracked their movements through the lens viewer, and waited for the moment when they’d finally see who was clandestinely filling Food for Life’s pantry with tainted food.
    As the light switched on and a very familiar red-head came into view, Keisha swore softly.
    “Who is it?” Shane leaned around to get a better look at the intruder. “Shit, is that—“
    Shelley.
    Jack’s mother. Stepmother. Whatever. The woman who practically raised him and who Jack had nothing but admiration for was delivering tainted produce to the Food for Life warehouse.
    Keisha continued to snap incriminating photos of Shelley as she directed the driver of the truck who was still covered in a light film of dirt. There were several spaces open, and using the forklift, they were able to seamlessly move the bulk bins filled with broccoli, clearly harvested straight from the fields, from the truck into those open slots.
    Shelley propped her hands on her hips and frowned at the previously delivered pallets of broccoli. She clearly recognized that the bins they’d delivered the other day hadn’t been boxed and distributed.
    A sick sensation settled in the pit of Keisha’s stomach. How the hell were they going to tell Jack that his mother was involved?
    Keisha hid behind the technical aspects of shooting the misconduct taking place, ignoring the reality that something was very, very wrong. And ignoring the fact that she and Shane were going to have to deliver some very bad news to her boss.

Six
    They sat in Shane’s Charger, neither saying a word as they contemplated the complete cluster fuck that tonight had turned into. Keisha dreaded this phone call but it had to be done.
    She pressed 2 on her speed dial and waited for Jack to pick up.
    “You got them.”
    “Jack—“
    “Did you call Bob Michaels?”
    “I, we, thought you’d want to see the evidence first.”
    “Keisha, what the hell is going on?” Jack’s voice had gotten quieter. A sure sign that he was beginning to comprehend that something was seriously wrong.
    “It’s complicated.” Keisha glanced at Shane, his large bulk dominated the driver’s seat of the sports car. “Can I come over?”
    “We,” Shane said.
    “You want to come over now?” The covers rustled and Jack murmured, “Go back to sleep, love.” Then there was a click of a door closing.
    “I think that would be best.”
    “Okay.” Jack said, “Use the gate code, it’s the reverse of the office security code.”
    “See you in half an hour.” Keisha pushed the off button on her cell. “You don’t have to go with me.”
    Although she didn’t have her car. Shane had insisted they take his because he wouldn’t fit comfortably in her ten year old Honda Civic. Even though her car definitely would not stand out in this industrial area. Not like Shane’s did.
    “Of course I do.”
    “Then let’s get to it.”
    Shane shifted the rumbling engine into drive and they took off.
    Keisha’s heart beat with a sick rhythm. Because she couldn’t come up with any possible good reason why Jack’s mother, stepmother, whatever, would be delivering tainted produce to the local food bank in the middle of the night.
    The trek to the house on Seventeen Mile Drive had been