Page 40 of Wait for Me

“I—uh…” Logan didn’t remember telling the PI to keep a lid on who had sent him. He certainly didn’t recall asking the man to use their little boy as bait.

Logan drew a deep breath. He walked back and forth on the small balcony. “All I tried to do was to find out if…if you were…”

He couldn’t finish his sentence.

“Someday I will tell you everything,” Marie said. “For now, know that when the PI tracked me down at a trade show I attended, it put you and Jonas on the radar. That took months and months of work to undo.”

“Radar? Whose radar? How?”

“I can’t say. Suffice to tell you that your PI talked too much to anyone and everyone, even putting himself in danger. I’m glad you fired him.”

“Wait. Danger? He said it was like a vacation.”

Marie’s eyebrows rose. “Of course he would say that. He was nearly killed. He didn’t tell you?”

“No. Come to think of it, he said he had another assignment following the job I sent him to do, so we didn’t see each other until six months later.” The new information made Logan realize that Marie was definitely not only a translator.

“During which time he was probably all healed up.”

“I don’t know what to think, Marie. I did what I thought was the best thing to do.”

“A marriage is based on trust.”

“And we have too little—or none—of it.” Logan sighed.

For all practical purposes, everything was water under the bridge now. The only thing that had between them was a small handful of happy moments, including the birth of their only child. Beyond that, what was left of their relationship?

“If you want to find me next time, call this person.” Marie retrieved a card from her purse, and handed it to Logan.

“Mendenhall Security. No contact name?”

“She’s all over the place. If you’re looking for me, call that number. Ask for Espy.” It was time to tell Logan at least one other person he could trust for the safety of their family.

Esperanza did not work for INTERPOL. She was a freelance security specialist who ran her own company, Mendenhall Security, although Marie had known her long before she started the company with the money her husband had left her after he was murdered. Marie met Esperanza for the first time on the project that had ended three years before, and Esperanza was like an older sister to her.

“You want me to find you?” Logan asked.

“No, but in case you need assurance or something.”

“Or another hug.” Logan’s voice was so low he didn’t know if Marie heard him.

She reached for him.

Yeah, she heard me.

She patted his shoulder. “You’ll be fine.”

Bummer. No hug.

“If Espy says I’m busy, you need to believe her. You got it?” Marie’s voice wasn’t harsh, but it seemed like she wanted Logan to agree with her.

“Okay. Are you undercover or something?”

Marie laughed. “I’m surprised you haven’t already remarried.”

So quickly had she changed the subject.

“You’d think that your cousin Jared would have lined up a whole host of potential wives for you,” Marie said.

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