Chapters (40)
- Cover
- Praise for the novels of New York Times bestselling author Karen Rose
- Titles by Karen Rose
- Dedication
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Epilogue
- Dear Readers
- Excerpt from CLOSER THAN YOU THINK
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- What’s next onyour reading list?
Scarlett beamed at him, and Dani felt a pang of envy. She knew that it was medically possible—and safe—for her to have children, even with her positive status, which was a miracle on its own. But she’d decided that she didn’t want to be a mother to an infant again. As Greg had reminded her earlier, she’d raised him.
And of course, there was the issue of needing a father for a baby. Diesel would be a good dad, she thought, stifling a sigh. Just another reason he needed to find someone else.
Faith returned and sank to the floor, sitting cross-legged. Instantly she was flanked by her two dogs. “I’m here,” she signed with a flourish. “Please begin.”
Greg rolled his eyes. “Is this about Michael? Shouldn’t he be here?”
Dani shook her head. “Not yet. I have other things to tell him, too, but he’s had a rough few days. I wanted him to have at least one low-stress day.” But then she thought of the way he’d sobbed in Diesel’s arms. The kid wasn’t going to have any low-stress days for a long while.
She explained to the others what she and Diesel had found, careful not to say that Diesel had hacked into Brewer’s computer to begin with. “Based on some of the business names, I think her first name was Laurel,” she finished and looked to Jeremy expectantly, ready to interpret his reply for Greg.
Jeremy nodded. “You’re right. Laurel Jo Masterson. She graduated with her undergrad degree almost three years ago. She’d completed her first year of med school and had started the second. I didn’t know her, as she wasn’t in any of my classes.” He gave Dani a respectful nod. “She did take Human Gross Anatomy and she did get an A-minus. Having that information helped her HGA professor remember her.”
Delores looked confused. “Why didn’t you just ask the registrar for students with the initials LJM?”
“They didn’t have enough for a warrant,” Troy said, “and the university would require one. One of the reasons I came along. I might have flashed my badge a time or two to smooth the way.”
Scarlett was biting her lip. “I assume you haven’t told Deacon and Adam anything about this.”
Dani shook her head. “Not yet. We don’t actually know anything yet. Will you tell them?”
Scarlett frowned, then sighed. “I have to. But not until we know something solid that connects to an existing part of the investigation so that we can legally start probing. Otherwise anything we learn will be inadmissible in court. Jeremy, what did you find out?”