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between the show and Patty, Lisa didn’t know which held her attention more, Patty’s awe or the sizzle of another stirring performance.
    When Mike pulled the meanest bull in the pen and rode him until the buzzer sounded, Lisa shouted, waved and stomped with the rest of the crowd. Mike was always complaining that bull riding was a young man’s game.
    If her dad were still here, he’d probably be right down there with Mike.
    The thought gave her pause.
    Her parents had been gone for ten years now. They’d left her their friends, a love for the rodeo and a love for family, but little else. Lisa considered herself wealthy. Especially since the Callahans had taken her in and all but legally adopted her as their second daughter.
    She couldn’t wait to see them Friday night. Donovan would come in from the ranch. He’d bring his mother, his wife Phyl with their children, Mark and Suzy. Mark was Phyl’s son from her first marriage. But you would never know he wasn’t blood kin. Father and adopted son were inseparable. Suzy, at six months, was the apple of her parents’ eye. The entire family spoiled the child. Max and TJ would hire a sitter for their eighteen-month-old son, Duncan, and for Suzy. The rest of the clan would attend the rodeo. Dugan would probably hitch a ride with them since he was sheriff of Rainhart County and didn’t live far from the ranch.
    Darin would come. Perhaps he’d have some information to share. By then, the lab should have weeded out Tempest’s glass and determined if anything in it could have hurt her.
    Douglas would be here, too. Sometimes, his lawyer duties made him run late. At least that was his excuse. Lisa was of the opinion it was a woman who held him up. The thought made her stomach churn. He had a reputation for loving and leaving women. Lisa wanted the loving part, not the rest. Once Douglas realized Lisa was the woman for him, she’d make sure it was a forever thing.
    After all this time though, it hadn’t happened. There were times when she wondered if it ever would.
    This was Wednesday; far too long before she would see Douglas. She was going to have to do something soon. It was past time he realized she wanted to be more than his adopted little sister. She just might have to take that particular bull by the horns and wrestle him in the right direction. She wondered if she could. Perhaps Douglas liked flitting from one woman to another so much he didn’t want anything different.
    What a terrible thought.
    It would happen. Soon, she hoped. She wanted to have a couple of babies. His babies.
    Lisa sighed. She was good at making ambitious plans about Douglas, but when she saw him, her knees went weak and her mind blank.
    Turning her attention back to the performance, she used her binoculars to scan the young performers on stage. You could hardly hear them sing, ‘Gotta find you, gotta love you’ above the excited screams of the audience. Patty was on her feet clapping to the beat one minute, taking pictures the next.
    Lisa systematically searched the crowd for Owen. There he was, on horseback by the wide doors through which the performers came and went.
    He didn’t look happy. An event of this size had all manner of undercurrents.
    Her gaze swept the arena. It didn’t take long to find Harold. Not in the president’s skybox tonight, but leaning against the railing that surrounded the arena. Who was that with him?
    Lisa adjusted her binoculars once more. A woman she’d never seen before: tall, blond, small in the waist, and though Lisa couldn’t see her face, she had to be pretty or Harold wouldn’t be quite so close. Was she the woman Tempest had suspected was her husband’s latest squeeze?
    If so, why would Harold flaunt her the day after his wife died? It was downright indecent. And it made Lisa madder than hell.
    She nudged Patty. “Hand me your camera.”
    Patty did as she was told, her eyes not leaving the stage.
    Was Bailey still on the job? If so, he might get a