B.J. Daniels

Cowboy's Legacy


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connection. She smiled back. It still amazed him how much he loved this woman and had since he was a boy. He’d lost her to another man for a while, but getting her back was the smartest thing he’d ever done. She fulfilled him in every way. Having her as a partner in their investigative business was just the cherry on top.

      So far their business was doing better than even he’d hoped. Which he thought proved it was never too late. Never too late for love, he thought, looking at Nettie. Never too late to take a chance on something you loved doing. And the two of them loved investigating. That was, he did. Nettie loved snooping into other people’s business, he thought with a smile.

      “Jenna knew who was after her,” Nettie said after Frank called the Gilt Edge sheriff’s cell, only to have to leave a message. “This man is someone from her past.”

      “Some bad history there. You think the man was blackmailing her?” Frank asked, looking over at her.

      “Could explain the money she was taking from her grocery budget back in Montana. Might also explain the prison pen pals.” She nodded. “Actually, I’m betting she was looking for someone to take care of the problem for her.”

      Frank chuckled. “Where would a woman go to get help with some man she said was terrorizing her? Prison. I like it.”

      “Instead she got the brother of one of the men and either decided to leave with him or really was abducted by the man from her past.” Nettie chewed at her lower lip for a minute. “Doesn’t explain the sexy undergarments or the shoplifted makeup unless... She could have thought that she was going to have to give her possibly ex-con hired killer something, and she didn’t have much money, from what Flint has told us.”

      “You think she was looking for someone to kill the man after her?”

      Nettie shrugged. “At least threaten him.”

      As he started the SUV, he chuckled. He loved the way Nettie thought. “That all makes a strange kind of female sense.”

      “Women are pretty practical thinkers. If we need something, we try to figure out how to get it. Womanly wiles are usually a last resort.”

      “Then I’d say Jenna was desperate, wouldn’t you?”

      “Definitely. It would explain why she took off with Reiner. It wouldn’t have taken her long to figure out that he wasn’t tough enough to take care of the man after her.”

      “So then what?” Frank said.

      “Once she saw the old boyfriend, assuming that’s who the man in the brown van is, she realized Reiner wasn’t going to take care of the problem for her. So what would she do?”

      “Run again.”

      “Or call his bluff. What do you think the old boyfriend wants?” Nettie asked thoughtfully. “It’s got to be more than money.”

      “Love? Revenge?”

      Nettie had wrinkled her nose at the first one. “I’m wondering how he found her in Wyoming when law enforcement couldn’t find her even with a BOLO out on her.”

      “You’re thinking she contacted him?”

      “Or Kurt did. Jenna could have gotten the old boyfriend’s number from her friend Dana. She calls it on Kurt’s phone. He sees a number he doesn’t recognize and calls it, giving away her location. Reiner’s definitely feeling guilty about something. It’s why he called Flint. But it could be because he didn’t protect her. Or it could be because he got scared and didn’t want to be involved in whatever happened next. I would love to have seen his face when he realized she’d taken all his money. If either of them called the old boyfriend, it could be on the phone—or at least the bill.”

      “That would be a stroke of luck, but let’s remember we’re just assuming this man is an old boyfriend,” Frank said.

      Nettie chuckled. “If Reiner saw a number on his phone he didn’t recognize, called it and a man answered, I’d say that was what he would have assumed, as well.”

      “Think Reiner would have been angry enough to hurt her?” Frank asked.

      Nettie shook her head. “I think he really cared about her. He’s the kind of man who would take her back.”

      “Like the husband. Flint said Anvil had said he just wanted his wife back.”

      Nettie looked thoughtful as they drove out of town. “Makes you wonder who Jenna really is. Certainly not the woman her husband thought he married. Nor the one Reiner thought he was saving. I hope I get to meet this woman.”

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