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for how long, but could we do this later? I’ll get a sitter for Reece so we can discuss whatever it is that you want to talk about.”
    He raked a hand through his hair. The action released more dark curls. The effect? Breathtaking. Realizing where her mind was taking her, she glanced toward Helena’s trailer again. The woman had taken up residence on her small wooden porch and she and Reece were rubbing Tippy with a towel. Their peals of laughter put a soft smile on her lips.
    “I’d like that. No matter how hot it is in Savannah, standing in wet clothes isn’t the most ideal when discussing business.” He lifted the jacket and fished around the inside breast pocket. He pulled out a pen and business card. He jotted a number across the back in dark bold strokes.
    “My cell number. When you are ready to speak with me, please call. I’ll be in town until then.”
    Faith watched Mr. King walk toward a silver SUV and leave before she headed across her yard to her friend’s porch.
    “Who was the mountain?” Helena nodded toward the street where the SUV had been parked.
    Reece looked up at the women. “He wasn’t a mountain, Auntie Helena. He’s Superman.”
    Faith laughed at Reece’s comment. “Actually, his name is Mr. King and he used to work with Uncle Theo.”
    “When Uncle Theo was an army man?”
    “Yes, baby. Hey, why don’t you and Tippy go play on the jungle gym for a little bit? I’ll come down in a minute and push you on the swing.”
    “Okay, Momma. ‘Mon, Tippy.” Faith watched her son go back into their yard and clamber on top of the small jungle gym her brother had made for him before his last mission. The one he never came back from.
    “So…” Faith glanced at her friend, who was staring at her like she had grown three heads, two of which had warts.
    “He’s with Guardian, the organization Theo worked for before he died. Said he had some questions for me and some documentation for me to look over, but I’m not sure that’s what he wanted to talk about. He implied he was with Theo when he died.”
    “Wow. Okay, well that’s good.”
    Faith’s skin crawled. Thoughts of Theo whispered across her consciousness. He’d pulled her out of hell. She owed it to his memory to keep those dark, ghostly shadows at arm’s length. Her father, and his addiction to that damn motorcycle club, skirted the edges of her sanity.
    She pulled herself from those thoughts. “Yeah. Anyway, can you babysit tomorrow? I need to find out what he needs or wants from me, and I would like to do that when I’m not wearing a wet t-shirt.” Faith felt her face heat at the thought of that gorgeous man seeing her dog-washed wet. Oh well, that was water under the bridge now, wasn’t it? Not as if a guy like him would ever be interested in a recycled piece of motorcycle club trash.
    “Sure. I have the early shift tomorrow at the diner. I’ll be home by two. Cal will be home all day if you need him to watch Boo.”
    “No, he’s at daycare tomorrow while I work. I’ll be home about 5:30. I can get him fed and ready for bed and over here by 7:00. Would that be okay? I don’t think the meeting will last longer than a couple hours… if that.”
    “Honey, take your time. Make that guy buy you dinner, and at a good place, too. He looked like he could afford it.” Helena walked her to the edge of the small porch.
    Faith knew the man could probably afford a whole lobster dinner, but she’d never take advantage of a person that way. Having been used for the majority of her life, there was no way in hell she’d knowingly benefit from another. That was a vow both she and Theo had made.



Chapter Six
    “Freedom Aerospace, this is Faith. How may I direct your call?” The words flowed automatically. Faith’s job at the huge aircraft company had started in the distribution office. After a year, she’d applied for, and received, a lateral transfer to office automation. On a fluke she’d filled in for one of the