she spent a good hour belting out tunes along with her radio.
And while he regretted bursting her bubble of ignorant bliss, she was better off knowing the truth. He had to consider her safety.
âSomeoneâs taking great pains not to get caught. That raises the chances they could resort to violence if they think weâre on his or her trail.â
This would have been a whole lot simpler if he hadnât investigated her. Hadnât lied to her and spied on her. If none of that had happened, heâd be dusting off seduction skills he hadnât used in too damn long. Instead, he needed to tread carefully to convince Marnie to help him nab Vincent Galwayâs embezzler. But it was the least he could do after all the ways Vince had been screwed by the justice system. Jake had always hated that one of the most honorable guys he knewâafter his own dadâhad had his integrity questioned. His life put under a microscope because heâd tried to do the right thing.
And yeah, he couldnât deny an unexpected need to protect Marnie. His case had taken on a new slant after talking to her and he wanted to be sure the embezzler didnât try something more drastic to point suspicion her way.
âI agree that it would be in my best interest to figure out who this person is before he targets me all over again.â Marnie stalked toward her work computer and sat down at the screen. At first, she simply squeezed her temples, as if she wanted to rub out all the worries in her head. Then, she peered up at him with newdetermination in her eyes. âSince I have this bastard to thank for putting me under suspicion and exposing me to a stranger, it would be worth the time off if I could help put him behind bars.â
Surprise, surprise.
She was going to agree to this without a fight. But she didnât look happy about it. Figuring it would be in poor form to break out the victory dance while she was so clearly upset, he concentrated on all the plans he needed to make for this new strategy to work.
Jake watched her click through some keys to pull up a web page for a genteel-looking inn with wide white columns and a long veranda. Four stone chimneys dotted the roof. It could have been out of Gone with the Wind except for the fact that the place was surrounded by snow and decked with holiday evergreens. A cobalt-colored front door was the only feature of the building that didnât fit with the classic Georgian architecture.
âYouâll get us into the Marquis?â
âDamn straight,â she muttered, clicking a code into the system that activated a reservation form he assumed wasnât available to the general public. The photo of the Marquis didnât even have a sign out front, though a caption under the photo gave an address in upstate New York. âIâve gone through hell the past six months because of this. I had to move out of my house and into a room in the back of the business to protect my credit after I lost my job. My savings. All this time, I thought Iâd done something wrong to make Vince question my capabilities, when in fact I just had an enemy Ididnât know about. An enemy who made me look like a criminal.â
He heard the hurt in her voice. Felt for her situation.
âCan you be ready to leave tomorrow?â
âAre you kidding?â She turned frosty eyes on him. âSomeone wants me behind bars. And whoever it is, I have that person to thank for losing a great job at the worst possible time. So I can have my car gassed up and ready to head north in an hour.â
Surprised at her new level of commitment to the plan, he wondered if she had any idea how close theyâd have to be throughout this trip.
âAre you sure you donât want to wait for a flight out in the morning?â
âTomorrow is a Saturday. Weâll be lucky to find an afternoon flight, let alone something in the morning.â She went back to her computer