Everywhere She Goes. Janice Johnson Kay

to allow her brother to grill her until now, but her intransigence was beginning to annoy him. “He’s letting you know he’s in town and watching you. Given his history, that’s a threat.”

      “Do you have a restraining order?” Colin asked.

      “I didn’t think I needed one.”

      Noah stared incredulously at her, and realized Colin was doing the same. Cait’s expression grew mutinous.

      “We’ll get a restraining order first thing in the morning,” Colin said.

      “Good,” Noah agreed.

      Colin cast him a not-so-happy look. “Say good-night to Mayor Chandler,” he said. The momentary accord had apparently dissolved. “He’s leaving now.”

      She rose and thanked him politely again, talking to their backs as Noah found himself being hustled out by Colin. On the porch, Noah balked.

      “Your sister is trying to play down any threat. Don’t let her.”

      The police captain’s jaw tightened, but to his credit, he also nodded. “I noticed. I can’t believe she didn’t tell me.”

      “It’s ugly.” More urgency than Noah wanted to feel infused his voice. “The arrow is way bigger than the heart. It’s not piercing it—it’s stabbing. She’s more frightened than she’s letting on.”