Chapter 2
CARLOS NOTICED THE WAY ANIKA’S throat tightened and then relaxed when he lifted Megan from the cupboard. She kept a close eye on him, as if she wasn’t sure whether to trust him or not. Her blue eyes were full of stories. Stories he would have liked to hear, if she’d let him. Something about the tightness around her eyes and the stiffness in her movements told him she was on guard. There were snippets of interest in her glance and it was enough to give him the encouragement to hang around.
She pointed. “I’m right out front today.”
He nodded and followed her out to the beat up Nissan Sentra with a crappy red paint job and no hubcaps. She hurried to unlock the door, still favoring her ankle, and moved a few items out of the way. She stood by the door of the car and smiled at him
