Lynette Eason

Holiday Homecoming Secrets


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thought about telling Bryce he had a child. It was obvious he had no clue about Mia. Which was the way she’d originally wanted it. But then she’d felt so guilty about keeping that secret, she’d done her best to get in touch with him. Her only source had been Frank. She’d asked him to let Bryce know she really needed him to call her. Frank had said he’d told him. Obviously, Bryce hadn’t deemed it important to do so. Which really hurt. And made her mad. Maybe she should just ask him and give him a chance to explain before giving up on him. Maybe.

      But first things first.

      She’d wolf down the food, then head over to the shooting range and hope Tony had come to his senses. If not, she was going to have to sit down with her chief and other investigators and figure out a plan of action.

      For now, she’d have breakfast with Mia, Jessica and Gage. She made her way to the kitchen and found everyone gathered around the table.

      “Jessica and Gage said you could get the tree and bring it home. They don’t want to get cold, either.”

      Jade smiled. “All right. Sounds like a plan.”

      “Glad you could join us this morning,” her mother said.

      “There’s no way I’d miss this spread.” Eggs, bacon, sausage, grits and biscuits. Her mother’s heritage might be Korean, but she cooked straight Southern when she was in the mood. “Unfortunately, I’m going to have to rush through it, though.” She took Mia’s small hand in her right and Jessica’s in her left. “I’ll bless it.” She said a short prayer and, after a round of amens, looked back to her mother. “Where’s Dad?”

      “He’s already eaten. He had to go move the horses to the south pasture so they could start clearing the land for the new barn.”

      In addition to raising foster children, her parents boarded and raised thoroughbred horses. Each week seemed to bring one or two new clients. A good problem to have, but a lot of work as well. “I’m sorry I can’t help him.”

      “He’s got help. Eat your food, then go do that job you’re so good at.” She paused. “I thought today was your day off.”

      “It is. Was. I’ve got some things I need to take care of that won’t wait. But I’m hoping it will be a short day.” Somehow she doubted it. Not with Frank still missing. But she could hope—and she had to bring a Christmas tree home. She winked and turned to the children. “Eat up, little people. The bus will be here in thirty minutes. And don’t forget, we’re pulling out Christmas decorations. You can start when you get home from school. It’s the last day before break and you don’t want to miss all the candy that will be passed around. And cake at the party.”

      “And Christmas games,” Jessica said with a shy smile.

      “Sounds like a perfect day to me.” Jade brushed the bangs from the girl’s eyes and tapped her nose. “It’s going to be fun.”

      The children cheered, and Jade’s mother grinned at the happiness at her table.

      Jade hadn’t told her parents about Frank. It had been so late when she’d finally slipped into bed that she hadn’t had a chance. And no time this morning. Not in front of the kids. They adored Frank—especially Mia.

      “Lolly?” Jessica’s hesitant voice caught Jade’s attention as well as her mother’s.

      “What is it, darling?” Her mom paused to give the child her full attention.

      “Are we going to be here for Christmas?”

      “Well, now, that’s a really good question.” She sighed. “I wish I could say a one hundred percent yes, but you know how this system works as well—or better—than I do.”

      “Oh.” Jessica looked back at her plate, her shoulders slumping.

      “But we sure hope you will be,” Mia said.

      “Me too,” Jessica mumbled around a mouthful of bacon.

      Gage’s bright gaze bounced from one person to the next. “I’m staying here. I don’t care what anyone else says.”

      “We’ll see,” Jade said. “Just know that we all want you here more than anything.”

      “Absolutely.” Her mother gave a firm nod.

      “Thanks,” he whispered.

      Jade’s heart stuttered with love for the little boy and his sister. She caught her mother’s eye and saw a sheen of tears hovering there just before she looked away. Bless her. Such a tenderhearted woman. All she wanted was to make the world right for kids who didn’t know what it was like to have that happen. And so did Jade. “I’m going to stop by my office first, then pay a visit to someone I need to question about a case.”

      Fifteen minutes later, with her mind on Frank and Bryce and trying to keep all of her emotions under control, Jade kissed her mother and daughter goodbye, gave hugs to Jessica and Gage, and took off for the station, praying she could dig up something that would tell her where Frank was.

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