She stepped back, her chin tightening, her eyes narrowing to slits. And Im telling you if you try to remove the shawl, Ill kill you. To emphasize her point, she jabbed him in the side with the business end of a revolver. Now, are we going to your room or what?
Tucks pulse leaped. If he wasnt mistaken, the gun appeared to be a SIG Sauer revolver, just like the one he carried on duty with the FBI. Unfortunately, his was at the armory. Headed for a week off, he hadnt seen the need to carry. What the hell was she doing with a
SIG Sauer? The way she held the revolver was a sure sign she had no clue how to use it, but that didnt make the weapon any less deadly. He remained calm. Arent you afraid someone will see you holding a gun?
No. Even after her arm came to a stop, the bulk around her middle shifted. Now, are you going to take me to your room, or do I have to use this?
He didnt move, gauging whether or not she had the gumption to pull the trigger. Now more than curious about her story, he decided to go along with her plan. If necessary, he could easily disarm her when the time came. Come on.
She let out a breath. Good. The sooner we get this meeting over with, the better.
Youre tellin me. He led the way up the stairs to the third floor. When they reached his door, Tuck inserted the key and waited for her to enter.
As she passed across the threshold, she turned to face him, the gun tenting the shawl. Dont try anything. I know how to use this. And I really dont want to.
I dont doubt that in the least, Tuck lied, following her into the room.
Once he had the door closed firmly behind him, he faced the woman, his heart stone cold. Now that were alone, suppose you tell me why the hell a dead woman is holding me at gunpoint.
* * *
JULIA GASPED, HER heart squeezing so tightly in her chest she couldnt breathe. Shut up.
Who are you? Tuck Thunder Horse stalked toward her, closing the distance between them. I watched the coroner zip the body bag on Julia Anderson.
Julia raised her empty hand to her ear, tears filling her eyes. Shut up, she whispered. Shed suspected her sister was already dead, but having it confirmed stole her breath away. Her body trembled, the tremors becoming more violent until she shook so hard she could barely stand. Shut up.
No. I will not shut up until you tell me whats going on.
Julia swallowed hard, knowing that in order to keep herself and her baby safe, she had to hold it together. Had to get Tuck Thunder Horse to take her and Lily into his protection, or theyd die before she could get them away from Fort Yates.
Die just like her twin sister.
I am Julia Anderson. You and I were married over a year ago. I filed for an annulment the next day. A lump of emotion lodged in her throat. Her sister lay on a cold, hard slab in the morgue. Shed already lost one of the only two people she had left in this world. Shed be damned if she let anyone hurt Lily. And Tuck was the only one she trusted to help protect her baby.
Tucks jaw tightened, a tic flickering in the left side. If youre Julia, then who the hell was in the body bag?
The baby wrapped snugly against Julias belly stirred and whimpered. Lily, sweet Lily, the love of her life, her reason for living.
Julia coughed to cover the sound of the childs whimper. That was my twin sister, Jillian. Whoever killed her will be after me next.
What? Tuck shoved a hand through his hair, her revelation hitting home. He really hadnt known anything about Julia when hed married her. You expect me to believe you had a twin?
Julia jerked the hat from her head and let her long blond hair fall down around her shoulders. She and her sister had been identical twins, Jillian arriving two minutes before Julia. Their mother had told them that Jillian had arrived kicking and screaming, Julia in a more sedate manner, calm and angelic. Did she look just like me?
The man studied her face, his gaze traveling from the tip of her head down the length of her body. Hard to say when youre covered from head to foot.
Julia dropped the hat on the floor and slid her free hand beneath the shawl. Patting the bundle around her middle, she hesitated, reluctant to spring the next shock on a man who already didnt trust a word she said. Well, its true. We were sisters. The ready tears sprang to her eyes, and she dashed them away with the edge of the shawl.
Do you know what happened to her? Tuck asked, his voice hard.
Julia nodded.
Do you know why? he asked next.
Yes. Thats why I called you.
Why me? Why contact me after all this time?
She drew in a long, steadying breath. The time had come to tell him the rest of the story. We need help.
We? Seems a little late for your sister.
Julia winced, actually hating this man for a minute for his callousness. Still, maybe it was better that he could be so calm, so detached. Heaven knew she couldntnot with so much at stake. Her sister was dead. She could be next. Her baby was at risk. All of that meant she had to convince Tuck to protect them. Im in trouble and need help.
What makes you think Ill help you? He glared at her. You didnt want anything to do with me a year ago. You didnt even have the decency to say goodbye.
Guilt lay heavily on Julias heart, but the strong sense of protectiveness shed developed since the birth of her daughter won out. Protecting her daughter was more important to her than anything. For Lilys sake, she would take whatever harsh words this man chose to throw at her. Besides, she knew she deserved them. Sneaking out of the hotel room, running off with no explanation and ending their marriage long-distance, without laying eyes on the man again It had been a weak, cowardly thing to do. She knew that. But now she had no choice but to be bravefor her babys sake, if not for her own.
With a deep, indrawn breath, Julia laid the gun on the television console and, grasping the corner of the shawl, lifted it up over her head, dropping it to the floor.
For several seconds, Tuck studied her, his brow furrowing. He didnt move, didnt speak, just stared at her middle.
Then Lily moved, a tiny hand peeking out from the fabric of the sling, waving in the air.
Tuck Thunder Horse, Im sorry I didnt tell you sooner, but meet Lily. Julia swallowed hard and continued, Your baby girl.
Chapter Three
All the air left Tucks lungs in a whoosh, and the image of the baby wavered like a mirage on hot desert terrain.
As quickly as his vision blurred, anger raged, red-hot and fiery, erupting through his body. How dare you threaten mewith a gun or a baby. Do you really expect me to believe that this baby is mine? He poked a finger at the womans chest. Even if youre telling the truth about your twin and you really are Julia, why should that make me trust you? You werent all that trustworthy when you married me and then walked out on me less than a day later. Do you think Im stupid enough to believe anything you have to say to me?
She hugged the child to her chest and then loosened her hold, titling her forward so that Tuck could see her face.
Nestled in a pink fluffy blanket, the infants mouth moved in a soft sucking motion, her shock of thick black hair stealing Tucks anger, sucking the fire right out of his veins.