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her mind.
    “I own my RV and don’t need to hire setup guys,” she said quietly as she led the way to her motorcycle. “Everything I make is my own.”
    “You don’t have to pay Madge and Bob for rental space or anything?” he asked with surprise.
    “I used to,” she admitted. “But I’ve become a bit of a draw, and then I started helping them with things like hiring locals when we get to each town, steering them away from the troublemakers and criminals and things like that. The second year I did that, I prevented their hiring a fellow who turned out to be on the FBI’s most wanted list. They were so grateful they decided to pass on making me pay rental anymore as a thank-you.”
    “Yeah, someone mentioned that this morning when I was hired,” Marco said quietly. “Not that you’d prevented their hiring someone on a wanted list, but that you normally help with hires,” he explained, and then added, “But you weren’t there.”
    It was a question whether he couched it as one or not. As they reached the motorcycle Divine merely said, “I had personal business to attend to and didn’t get back to the carnival until just before opening.”
    Marco wasn’t rude enough to ask outright what that business was and remained silent as Divine unlocked the helmets and handed him one. She donned the other, then tucked her skirt up, mounted the motorcycle, and started it. This time she didn’t have to tell him to get on. She’d barely got the engine started before Marco was sliding onto the seat behind her, his hands slipping around her waist.
    “I could learn to like this,” he said by her ear, speaking loudly to be heard over the engine.
    Divine didn’t comment, but simply revved the engine and headed for the carnival grounds. This trip had been a complete and utter bust. Not only had she not escaped his presence, but she didn’t know much more about him than she had before. In fact, he’d learned more about her than the other way around. Not that he’d learned much either. At least she hoped he hadn’t, and wondered if Marco could read her.
    Divine definitely hoped he could not read her, and she was pretty sure he couldn’t. Surely if he’d read who she was, he’d have said or done something by now? She fretted over that for the rest of the ride. By the time they reached the carnival grounds, she was eager to get away from the man and get a chance to think. Divine found it hard to concentrate with his hands on her and his body pressing up against hers. She supposed she just wasn’t used to a lot of physical contact. It was distracting.
    Divine steered the motorcycle up the empty midway, but didn’t head for her RV, instead, turning off the midway between the Ferris wheel and one of the game stalls so that she could ride around to the opposite end of the back lot from her RV. It was where the bunkhouses were and where she presumed Marco was staying if he didn’t have someplace in town.
    She brought the motorcycle to a halt by the first of the bunkhouses and braced her feet on the ground on either side of the motorcycle to keep it upright, but left the motor running as she waited for Marco to get off. After a slight hesitation, he did, and relief immediately rushed through her. When he then moved up beside her and said something she couldn’t hear, Divine decided it was probably thanks for the ride, or at least she wanted it to be. Eager to be off, she simply nodded and then sent the motorcycle shooting forward, driving along the outside of the back lot to reach her RV. Once there she dropped the kickstand and removed her helmet as she got off the motorcycle.
    She was about to press the button to open the side panel to put the bike away when she heard a dull thud. It sounded like it came from inside her RV. Pausing, Divine listened briefly and heard a clinking sound. She set her helmet on the seat of her motorcycle and moved around to the door. She mounted the two steps, and slipped inside on silent