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Jessica recognized the voice at once. When she’d left Rawhide three years ago, Bobby Daniels had begged her to marry him. But she’d refused.

“Is that Bobby?” Anna whispered.

Jessica nodded and picked up the phone. After dialing a number, she said, “Let me talk to Mike at once, please.”

“This is Mike,” a strong voice said after a couple of seconds.

“Jess, I’m not going away. Let me in!” Bobby continued to yell.

Jessica ignored him and focused on Mike. “Bobby Daniels is banging on the door, calling my name. He says he knows I’m in here. What do I do?”

“Nothing. I’ll take care of it.”

She hung up the phone and gestured to her mother to be quiet. A minute later they heard Mike’s voice. “Bobby? Come down here please.”

“I’m talking to Jess!” Bobby returned, his voice belligerent.

“I’m not going to ask twice. You either get your butt down here or I’ll haul you down and throw you in jail!”

Jessica held her breath, waiting for Bobby’s response. She let out a sigh of relief when she heard his footsteps going down the stairs.

“How did he know you were here?” Anna asked.

“I don’t know but Mike had better find out.”

MIKE LED THE RECALCITRANT Bobby Daniels into his office and sat him down. “Now, I want to know who told you Jessica was upstairs.”

Refusing to meet his gaze, Bobby said, “I just figured it out.”

“Oh, really? You realized Jessica had returned from Hollywood because…”

“Because her mom went up there.”

“Right. Since her mom is a nurse, it would be unusual for her to visit anyone but her daughters?”

As if realizing his excuses were not going to satisfy the sheriff, Bobby said, “I heard rumors, okay?”

“Of course. Just a minute.” He picked up the phone and dialed two numbers. “Harry, can you come in my office, please?” Then he leaned back in his chair and stared at Bobby, who stirred restlessly in his seat.

“Yeah, Mike?” Harry asked as he came into the office.

“Harry, do you know Bobby Daniels?”

Harry frowned. “We’ve met.”

“Who introduced you?”

“Andy Rivers.” He was a deputy on the night shift.

“Oh, that’s right. They’re close friends, aren’t they?” Mike pretended he had no idea of that fact until this minute.

Bobby’s cheeks flushed.

“Go call him and tell him I want him here in ten minutes.”

“But he’ll be sleeping,” Harry said.

“Just do as I said,” Mike ordered. Then he stood.