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and, frankly, so am I. Who’d you rent it out to?”
     
    “A man named John Huntington. Commander John Huntington, a former naval officer. Do you know him? “
     
    “John?” He gave a short laugh. “I sure do. And if he’s your new tenant, then your troubles are over, honey.”
     
    Or just beginning, she thought. “Can you tell me something about him? What’s his history?”
     
    “Well, he was a damned fine soldier. Got a chest full of medals.”
     
    “Yes, I saw that on his discharge sheet.”
     
    “Hon, that would only give the medals he won for overt operations. He’s got a safe full of the other ones. The ones for operations we don’t know anything about, and never will.”
     
    Other ones? “What—what kind of soldier was he?”
     
    “A SEAL. Elite commando. Best of the best. Expert in black ops. Operated best under cover of darkness. His men called him the Midnight Man. Got superb night vision. Probably killed more tangos—that’s terrorists—than you’ve had hot dinners. Ha-ha.”
     
    “Ha-ha,” Suzanne echoed hollowly. She had no trouble at all believing what Bud was telling her. The stillness, the palpable aura of danger about the man, told its own story. She’d just let into her home a very dangerous man. Not a simple soldier at all, but a trained killer. A man who killed for his country, true, but a killer nonetheless.
     
    Bud interrupted her thoughts. “Say, how come Midnight Man is renting from you? I didn’t even know he was in town. I heard he retired on disability, but he disappeared from sight after that.”
     
    “Disability?” The man she’d seen hadn’t looked disabled at all. The contrary, in fact. “He didn’t strike me as disabled.”
     
    “He got shot up pretty bad about a year ago, busted his knee. Navy bought him a new one, but he can’t operate at peak levels any more. I don’t know what he’s doing now.”
     
    “He has an international security company. Named Alpha Security.”
     
    “You don’t say.” Suzanne heard a low whistle. “Alpha Security’s a classy company. Got a really good rep. So Alpha’s John’s, huh? He’s living in Portland now?”
     
    “Guess so.”
     
    “Well, I’ll be damned. You tell that son of a—er, son of a gun that he’d better get in touch, pronto. And honey—don’t worry about John. He’s honest and totally, completely reliable—and if he’s head of Alpha he’s more than solvent. I’m glad he’ll be in the building with you. Now we don’t have to worry about you in Pearl. You’ve got a really dangerous guy on your side there.” The background noise level rose again. Dear God, was that the sound of a shot?
     
    “Morrison, get your ass over here pronto!” someone shouted.
     
    “Hey Suzanne, gotta run, it’s a real zoo here today. See you.”
     
    Really dangerous guy. Suzanne was standing beside her desk. She put the cordless back in the handset and stared blindly down at her hand. A really dangerous guy was going to live right across the hall from her.
     
    But she wasn’t supposed to worry about anything.
     
    Right.
     
    “So you did call Bud. Good,” a deep, rough voice said and she screamed.
     
    “Oh my God!” She reared back in shock.
     
    He was standing right in front of her, even larger and taller than she remembered.
     
    “Here.” A flick of his big hand and a plastic card, a pair of small needle-nosed pliers and a bent steel rod fell on her desktop. “That’s what it took to get through your security. Because I was in a hurry. Given a bit more time, I could have done it with spit and a wire. So that’s what your security system is worth—hey!”
     
    Her heart was pummeling its way out of her chest. She had to sit and there was nowhere to sit. Trying to move, she stumbled and was pulled against a massive chest as she tried to focus past the bright spots in front of her eyes.
     
    “Hey, hey, calm down. Sorry I scared you. I just wanted to show you that you need to upgrade