at her heart. But at least it wasn’t a no. That meant he was considering her request.
“Yes, I’m positive.”
Now would come the part that would change his mind.
“Tell me about your ex-husband. Is he the kind of man who would go to extreme measures to keep what he believed belonged to him? What kind of personal security, if any, does he maintain?”
Ice slid through her veins. This was where he would insert the “no.”
“My ex-husband will do anything to keep his son.” She thought of Davenport’s man and a new wave of terror washed over her. She had to tell that part to Colby. “Including possibly hurting anyone who gets in his way. He has a heavy security detail.” Davenport had used those terms when describing her husband’s personal security.
Please, God, she prayed, don’t let this man be afraid to take her case.
The strangest thing happened then. Mr. Colby smiled. Not the wide, ear-to-ear kind of charming smile to set her at ease. Not at all. This quirk of his lips was one-sided, almost daring. She hadn’t noticed the scar on his cheek until then. The scar had her looking closer…noting the harsh planes and angles of his face. He looked hard…brutal maybe. Fear trickled through her. Whatever it takes, she reminded herself.
“Sounds like your ex-husband needs a lesson in proper parenting. Not to worry, Ms. Harris, I know how to handle men like him.”
She blinked, took a breath to banish the trepidation that had started to build. Had she misunderstood?
“Does this mean you’re taking my case?”
“I’m not only taking your case, Ms. Harris, I’m going to get your son back for you.”
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