Read Shadow of Doubt for Free Online Page A

I've never had to chase them,” he replied jokingly.  “They just seem to keep washing up on my beach.”  Now he could see why Martin was so cocky this morning.  The whole situation did seem rather funny to him as well now.
    “You're a pretty good cook after all,” she then complimented as they rose to clear the table together.  She followed him to the sink to help with the dishes.  “Have you ever been married?”
    “No thank you,” he replied sharply.  “That's not quite my cup of tea.”
    “Why not?” she asked as she handed him a plate to put away in the cabinet, then just stared at him wonderingly.  “You seem like quite a nice guy.  Haven't you ever even thought about marriage?”
    “I am a nice guy,” he chuckled.  “And I intend to stay that way.  All my married friends seem grumpy all the time.  Women tend to do that to ya.”
    “But, don't you want to have kids some day?”
    “Are you offering?” he teased back, never really answering any of her questions.
    “No, just curious.”
    Jordan seemed more serious now.  “Not particularly.  I used to think about it, but I just don't think it will ever happen for me.”
    “Where are you from?  Originally I mean?”
    “Will you quit being so nosy?” he asked as they finished and she followed him into the living room, although he didn't seem to be angry.
    “I'd tell you all about me...if I knew,” she offered with a smile, knowing it to be quite impossible.
    “You sure about that?” he then asked as he picked up the remote from the end table and turned on the television.
    “Sure I would.  I don't think I have anything to hide,” she replied as she flopped down comfortably on the sofa and made herself quite at home.
    “The way you stopped me from calling the authorities this morning I'm not too sure about that,” he replied smiling at her startled expression.
    “I...I just didn't wanna leave you,” she finally admitted shyly.
    Jordan laughed at her remark.  He took a chair opposite her so he could face her as they talked.  “Anything particular you wanna watch?” he then asked.
    She leered at him grinning.
    “Never mind,” he replied, seemingly annoyed at her memory loss again.
    “Just my luck,” he thought as he flipped through the channels with the remote.  “Now look what I've gotten myself into.  Trapped in my own home with a blonde amnesiac.  I should have jumped her while she was unconscious.  Maybe she wouldn't have remembered that either.”  He found himself physically attracted to this young lady and it was beginning to irritate him.
     
    Later that night Jordan settled Dolly into the bedroom at the end of the hall, just next to his own.  He fetched her one of his over sized t-shirts to sleep in.
    “Why do you have such great arms?” she asked as he handed it to her.  “Did I hear that Lydia woman mention something about you being a race car driver?”
    Jordan sat on the bed and leaned against the wooden headboard smiling with pride.  She sat at his feet waiting for his answer.  She could tell by his sudden pleasant grin that she had hit a subject that he enjoyed talking about.
    “You're sure a curious little thing ya know that?”
    “I'm sorry,” Dolly mumbled feeling she had angered him again.
    “That's okay.  I really don't mind.  Gets kind of boring around here anyway.  Yes. I race,” he finally admitted.
    She quickly perked up and pulled herself to sit next to him on the bed.  “Really?  Sounds fascinating.  When do I get to watch you actually drive?”
    Jordan liked her enthusiasm.  “You like that kind of stuff too?”
    Dolly looked as if she were trying to remember something.  Jordan thought she looked rather cute as she stared back with curiosity in her shining blue eyes.
    “Yeah...I think I do,” she finally replied confidently with a spark in her eyes.
    “If you're still around next Wednesday we'll head up to North Carolina Speedway.  It's a small race, but carries a