The answer to this problem—possibly—came out of A Moment in Thyme across the street, stopped at the Mercedes, then crossed into the park. She smiled when she saw him, then the smile slowly faded as she noticed Les.
“Hi, Brady,” she greeted him when she reached them. “Am I interrupting something?”
“No, not at all. Hallie Madison, this is Les…Marshall.”
Les gave Hallie a bored look, then grunted a greeting. Hallie looked at her, then back at him. “And Les is your…?”
He figured she was hoping he would say sister, niece or cousin. He wished he could, but truth was, he couldn’t say anything.
After a moment of awkward silence, Les sarcastically said, “He has trouble saying the word—which isn’t surprising since he hasn’t been around for fourteen years to practice. I’m his daughter, and I’ve come for a visit.”
That surprised Hallie. Her hazel eyes widened, and her delicately arched brows arched even higher. Brady had no doubt she was remembering that just twenty-four hours ago, he’d told her he didn’t have any kids. And now here one stood, in the all-too-bizarre flesh.
But almost immediately Hallie smiled, a bright practiced smile that could have fooled any one of her sisters but not him, and she offered her hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Les.”
Grudgingly, the kid shook her hand, then pulled back right away.
“This is quite a surprise,” Hallie went on. “If you need to cancel lunch, Brady, I understand—”
“No. Les is hungry, too. There’s a place a block away called the SteakOut. We can go there.”
“A cop eating at a place called the SteakOut?” Les rolled her eyes dramatically. “How…small-town.”
Brady scowled at her, then pointed north. “It’s that way, if you don’t mind walking.”
As they started toward the intersection, he glanced at the department windows again, and saw even more faces pressed up against them. First they found out he apparently had a daughter no one knew about from a marriage no one knew about, and now he was meeting the sheriff’s new sister-in-law for lunch. He was going to be the subject of gossip so intense it would probably get back to Reese and Neely all the way down in the Caribbean.
He really did have the damnedest luck.
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