clubs and such. Itâs not that big of a town so it canât be that hard to find the girl.â
Mitch sighed. âParker James could be the most important witness the state has ever had against Goodwill. His daughter has to be found.â
âI know, sir.â Nate felt the weight of reality settle once again on his shoulders. He knew the gravity of the situation. Theyâd already lost one man to a stray bullet in pursuit of Goodwillâs conviction in that dark alley a-year-and-a-half before.
Mitch exhaled and said exactly what Nate already knew to be true. âIf you donât find the James girl and the Shadow, heâll make sure Parker wonât testify against him. Ever.â
TWO
T he phone in her kitchen rang obnoxiously as Danielle heaved two bags of groceries on the counter. âHello?â she panted into the receiver.
âDanielle, itâs Andy.â
She almost returned the smile she always heard from her boss through the phone line, but this time his voice was quiet, sad. Andy McDougalâs typically exuberant self didnât produce a smile this morning.
âIs something wrong?â
âWellâ¦â Andyâs voice trailed off, tattling that he was going to ask a favor. He never failed to start requests in the same way, but whatever he needed, sheâd gladly offer it. âSee, my momâs had a fall. Broke her right wrist and sprained her ankle bad.â
âOh, Andy. Iâm so sorry to hear that.â Danielle had often wondered if Andy was still a bachelor at forty-seven because his mother needed him so often, and he never complained about dropping everything to travel two hundred miles to help her. âIâll be happy to cover the shop for you if you need to go visit her.â
âThanks. I knew I could count on you.â
âAnything you need. You know Iâm here for you.â Andyhad been her only family since she moved to Crescent City, and she had only loved one man on earth more.
Blinking furiously at the tears that sprung to her eyes at the sudden reminder of her own failure, she cleared her throat. Her cowardice had cost her her entire world.
Sheâd failed in the past, but not this time. Swiping at her eyes with the back of her hands one more time, she rubbed against the burning in her eyes. âIs there something else you need me to do while youâre out of town?â
Andy sighed softly and started another sentence. âWellâ¦actually there is something else. You know how Iâve been teaching the Intro to Auto Shop class at the college?â
âMmm-hmm.â Andy left work at four-fifteen every Tuesday and Thursday for the last two weeks to teach at the Crescent City Community College. She knew firsthand that he was a great teacher, but what could it possibly have to do with her?
âWhile Iâm with my mom, thereâs no one at the college to cover the class, so I was wondering if you might be able to fill in for me. You could close the shop early, and it should only be for a couple a weeks. Just four classes or so.â
âOh.â It was the only sound that Danielle could manage in her shocked state. Andy knew her better than anyone. After all, it was Andy who gave her a place to live and a job, teaching her how to be a mechanic when sheâd had to start over. He knew just how long it had taken her to open up to him, to get comfortable talking with him.
She hated talking in front of people. Hated being the center of attention. What if someone recognized her? What if someone knew her past? Knew that sheâd left her father to die in an alley more than a year before?
Her life was all about blending into the crowd, matching the flowers on the walls. It had to be.
Teaching a class in the largest community in town, wasnât blending. Not by any stretch of her imagination.
She hated letting him down, but she just couldnât risk putting herself on