curtains were drawn, he could tell her light was on. He levered himself from the cab. A few steps to the door and he rapped on it. If he’d phoned her first, she would have put him off. This way she had to do it in person.
“Kathryn? It’s Colt.”
She didn’t keep him waiting long, but when she opened the door fully dressed, she was on the phone and motioned for him to come in. Though he couldn’t see tears, he knew she’d been crying and had a gut notion why. As he closed the door, he heard her say good-night to her mother before hanging up.
“Was it Whitney’s body?” he whispered.
Her beautiful face crumpled in pain. She had no words. All he could do was pull her into his arms and try to comfort her, but he’d never felt so helpless in his life.
“Oh, Colt! This world can be so terrible, yet so wonderful, too.”
He kissed the side of her temple. “It was wonderful tonight. I opened my last present and discovered that something I’d treasured and thought lost forever had been returned.”
“I’m glad it made you happy.”
“The children have hung it in the family room. That’s twice Kathryn McFarland has restored something priceless to me.”
She eased out of his arms. With a small smile she said, “I hear good things come in threes. Here’s hoping we find your wife before long.”
Colt heard her distinctly. She’d said wife—not ex, not Natalie, not the children’s mother.
“So Jake has already told you.”
“After they flew home, he started in on the investigation and mentioned it to Maggie. She didn’t know if I knew or not, but it doesn’t matter.”
“What? That I’m still married?”
“That’s your own business.”
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