Christy Barritt

Dark Harbor


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me a text and put your name in it?”

      “That’s a good question. For some reason, someone wants to ensure that you don’t trust me.”

      She stepped closer, challenge in her gaze. “Is that because you’re trying to hide something?”

      His cheeks warmed with irritation. She was overstepping her boundaries—big time. “You need to tread carefully, Ms. Sawyer.”

      “Is that a threat?” Her hands went to her hips.

      That text message had done its job, it appeared, because the woman obviously didn’t have any faith in him.

      “By no means is it a threat. I just think you’re not doing yourself any favors storming into town and making accusations.”

      Flames lit in her eyes just as fireworks began exploding over the water. “What am I supposed to think?”

      He crossed his arms, growing agitated. “I suppose you should consider that someone must really not want you here.”

      “Exactly!”

      “But why?” Why would someone feel this threatened by her? That’s what didn’t make sense. He’d asked himself that question many times since her arrival in town. There were obviously things about Madelyn Sawyer that he didn’t know yet. He had to keep prodding until he found some answers. “What aren’t you telling me?”

      “Isn’t it your job to figure out why this is happening?”

      They stared at each other another moment. Tension crackled between them. He didn’t usually have such explosive encounters with pretty newcomers in town. In fact, most people thought he was levelheaded. But there was something about Madelyn that brought out a different side of him.

      “Oh, there you are!”

      Zach’s shoulders tightened even more. He knew who the voice belonged to. Eva. She had the worst timing possible. Or maybe it was the best. Who knew where the conversation would have gone otherwise.

      “Hi, Eva,” Madelyn muttered.

      “Good evening,” Zach said, following suit.

      Eva looked between the two of them a moment, as if sensing she’d just interrupted something.

      “Well...” she said slowly with a clap of her hands. “I’m glad I caught you together. I have good news. The two of you are going to do a ride along together tomorrow.”

      Zach glanced over his shoulder toward Madelyn, half expecting her to be scowling. Instead, she nodded stiffly, confirming that she was okay with this.

      “I have a busy day,” Zach said, not missing a beat.

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