recall the frustration and grief Landon had gone through every time he hit a dead end during his investigation. There had been plenty of dead ends but no dead bodies. If Villarosas was guilty, he had covered his tracks well. Landon’s failure with the case was one of the reasons he’d left the force to join Duan’s P.I. firm.
“I don’t think I’ll ever forget him,” Landon finally said.
“Well, if it’s the same Edward Villarosas, and I have a hunch that it is, he’s about to remarry,” Duan told him, taking a seat near his designated gate.
“Is it to anyone you know?” Landon asked.
“Not directly. The intended bride is the mother of Terrence’s wife’s best friend. She mentioned it a few moments ago in a cab ride we shared to the airport. Seems he’s living in Louisiana now.”
“I heard he’d moved from Atlanta. Do you think he told his future bride that on two occasions he was suspected of bumping off his previous wives?”
“I doubt it,” Duan said.
“I would have to agree. I’d love to reopen those cases to see if there’s anything I missed the first time. Theman did have ironclad alibis, but there was something about him that didn’t sit well with me. In the end, there was nothing solid that we could use to move the case from missing persons to homicide. He claimed they left him for other men.”
“I might have the opportunity to gather more information if I’m invited to the wedding in three weeks. Kimani Cannon needs a date, and I’m figuring since she’ll be meeting Villarosas for the first time, she might want to go to Shreveport a little early.”
“The opportunity to spend even a week with Villarosas might trip him up to reveal something that he didn’t five years ago,” Landon said. “During the investigation he had his stories together. Another plus is that he wouldn’t recognize you since you had already left the force.”
Duan knew Landon was right; he did have an advantage. But he wasn’t absolutely certain Kim would ask him to go with her.
“When will you know if you’ll be Ms. Cannon’s escort?”
“Possibly early next week. I’ll give her a call to remind her that I’m available.”
“Will you tell her what’s going on?”
He considered Landon’s question for a moment. If he were to tell Kim, she definitely wouldn’t let her mother go through with the wedding. Besides, as much as he might think otherwise, the former cop in him had toremember the man was innocent until proven guilty. And although Villarosas had been a prime suspect in Landon’s book, he was never charged with any crime.
“No, I won’t tell her yet,” he said.
He ended his connection with Landon, and a short while later when the announcer called his flight, he knew that he couldn’t waste any time putting a plan into place to make sure he was the man Kim took home to Shreveport with her.
4
K IM WOKE UP M ONDAY morning in her own bed with her hormones overacting. And all because of last night’s dream, which basically reenacted those moments she’d spent in bed with Duan over the weekend.
There had been something about his touch that was different from any other man’s. She chuckled when she recalled Dr. Allen Perry, one of the hospital’s prized surgeons, who thought his hands, both in and out of the operating room, were extraordinary. But those hands had nothing on Duan’s. The way his fingers had glided across her skin, stroking her in certain areas, especially between her legs, stirring longings in her that she’d never felt before.
She squeezed her eyes shut. Since she was off work today, she could grab another hour or so of sleep, to relive those naughty moments in Duan’s arms. She wasn’t due back at the hospital until tomorrow, and then she needed to clear her calendar for next week to go home to Shreveport.
She smiled as she remembered growing up in Shreveport among family before her father had convinced her mother to move to New Orleans in search of