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fingers. He shook his head.
"Tell me what you know."
"Jeff's in New Orleans. Alone."
Diedra's face went white. "Where the hell is Meagan?"
"We'll find her." A.C. turned to Sarah. "Have we got that 9:30 flight? I think we have just enough time to make it. Call Hawkins and let him know our arrival time." He eased one hand out of Diedra's grip. "Let's go."
Chapter 8
Diedra had just enough time to make two calls. The first was to Heather, begging her to cover things at the herb shop. Then she asked Bert to give Heather his key to the shop.
"No problem. I'll make sure everything is covered on this end," Bert reassured her. "Now go find your sister."
She hung up. Alec practically dragged her out of the office. He called Meagan and Jeff on the drive to the airport. Again, no response from either of them.
Before Diedra knew what was happening, she found herself seated on an airplane, taxiing to the runway, headed for New Orleans.
Her head hurt. She couldn't think clearly. All she could do was go over and over in her mind the last she'd seen of Meagan. Jeff's irate voice and gestures. The look of bewilderment on Meagan's face when Jeff had slung her into the car. The red tail lights as the car had sped off. Why hadn't she had the presence of mind to stop him before he'd run off with Meagan?
Was Meagan lying hurt somewhere? Had he kidnapped her? Why had he flown to New Orleans if something hadn't gone badly wrong? According to Alec, Jeff didn't have any legal business to attend to in New Orleans. So why were they going to another state to track him down?
Maybe they should have stayed put and contacted the police. Alec had called in all his favors and asked for more. If Meagan had been hospitalized, he would know, he insisted. So where was she?
The flight attendant pushed her cart down the narrow aisle and served them coffee. The hot drink, black as a night sky, stimulated her frozen blood.
Yes, they were doing the right thing. They'd find Jeff and learn that Meagan was fine. She turned and smiled at Alec. He'd been kinder than she had any right to expect, even from a family connection.
It didn't matter so much anymore that she found him wildly attractive, because she'd now learned he was also a very nice man. Gentle and dependable. She placed her hand on his wide palm. "Thanks."
He raised a brow. "You're welcome. Anyone would do it."
"No." She took a moment to consider her words carefully. She wanted to tell him exactly what she meant. "Not everyone would care and go to all the trouble you've gone to. They'd tell me to relax and not panic. You took action and shared my concerns. I appreciate it."
Not everyone would act as he had. Before, she'd been attracted by his looks, by his charm. Now she liked him very much for the kind of man he was.
And, boy, did she love the feel and taste of his kiss.
Suddenly, they heard a high-pitched sputtering sound, and then a deafening silence from the left side of the jet. Oh, no, this couldn't be happening. She'd flown several times before without any problems. Was it possible her personal black cloud had followed her up here? The engine had gone out. Were they going to crash? Had she risked not only herself but Alec and every single other person inside the jet?
The captain's voice crackled on the intercom system. "Don't worry, folks. Our left front engine has stalled out but we still have plenty of power. No need to panic. The tower has cleared us for priority landing. We ask you to take the precaution of fastening your seat belt until we've landed."
Diedra loosened her death grip on the seat arms. Maybe it had nothing to do with her. After all, engines failed all the time. Accidents did happen. It was merely coincidence that she was on this flight. She hoped.
The flight attendant came back down the aisle, collecting unfinished beverages and reminding everyone to put on their seatbelts. When Diedra handed her coffee cup over, the spoon flew off her saucer and
"Tell me what you know."
"Jeff's in New Orleans. Alone."
Diedra's face went white. "Where the hell is Meagan?"
"We'll find her." A.C. turned to Sarah. "Have we got that 9:30 flight? I think we have just enough time to make it. Call Hawkins and let him know our arrival time." He eased one hand out of Diedra's grip. "Let's go."
Chapter 8
Diedra had just enough time to make two calls. The first was to Heather, begging her to cover things at the herb shop. Then she asked Bert to give Heather his key to the shop.
"No problem. I'll make sure everything is covered on this end," Bert reassured her. "Now go find your sister."
She hung up. Alec practically dragged her out of the office. He called Meagan and Jeff on the drive to the airport. Again, no response from either of them.
Before Diedra knew what was happening, she found herself seated on an airplane, taxiing to the runway, headed for New Orleans.
Her head hurt. She couldn't think clearly. All she could do was go over and over in her mind the last she'd seen of Meagan. Jeff's irate voice and gestures. The look of bewilderment on Meagan's face when Jeff had slung her into the car. The red tail lights as the car had sped off. Why hadn't she had the presence of mind to stop him before he'd run off with Meagan?
Was Meagan lying hurt somewhere? Had he kidnapped her? Why had he flown to New Orleans if something hadn't gone badly wrong? According to Alec, Jeff didn't have any legal business to attend to in New Orleans. So why were they going to another state to track him down?
Maybe they should have stayed put and contacted the police. Alec had called in all his favors and asked for more. If Meagan had been hospitalized, he would know, he insisted. So where was she?
The flight attendant pushed her cart down the narrow aisle and served them coffee. The hot drink, black as a night sky, stimulated her frozen blood.
Yes, they were doing the right thing. They'd find Jeff and learn that Meagan was fine. She turned and smiled at Alec. He'd been kinder than she had any right to expect, even from a family connection.
It didn't matter so much anymore that she found him wildly attractive, because she'd now learned he was also a very nice man. Gentle and dependable. She placed her hand on his wide palm. "Thanks."
He raised a brow. "You're welcome. Anyone would do it."
"No." She took a moment to consider her words carefully. She wanted to tell him exactly what she meant. "Not everyone would care and go to all the trouble you've gone to. They'd tell me to relax and not panic. You took action and shared my concerns. I appreciate it."
Not everyone would act as he had. Before, she'd been attracted by his looks, by his charm. Now she liked him very much for the kind of man he was.
And, boy, did she love the feel and taste of his kiss.
Suddenly, they heard a high-pitched sputtering sound, and then a deafening silence from the left side of the jet. Oh, no, this couldn't be happening. She'd flown several times before without any problems. Was it possible her personal black cloud had followed her up here? The engine had gone out. Were they going to crash? Had she risked not only herself but Alec and every single other person inside the jet?
The captain's voice crackled on the intercom system. "Don't worry, folks. Our left front engine has stalled out but we still have plenty of power. No need to panic. The tower has cleared us for priority landing. We ask you to take the precaution of fastening your seat belt until we've landed."
Diedra loosened her death grip on the seat arms. Maybe it had nothing to do with her. After all, engines failed all the time. Accidents did happen. It was merely coincidence that she was on this flight. She hoped.
The flight attendant came back down the aisle, collecting unfinished beverages and reminding everyone to put on their seatbelts. When Diedra handed her coffee cup over, the spoon flew off her saucer and
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