Margaret Daley - Christmas Bodyguard

Dressed in stylish tan slacks and a matching jacket and a white tailored blouse, Mary grasped the back of one of the chairs in the grouping while Joshua folded his long length into the opposite one. “Hilda is still shaken up in the kitchen,” she said. “I’ll be in there if you need me.”

“I appreciate the tour, Mary.” Joshua grinned, his look fastened onto the older woman.

Mary’s cheeks colored a pink shade as she scurried from the room.

Joshua chuckled. “I don’t think she’s too comfortable with everything.”

“She hasn’t had much time to assimilate what’s going on. I only called her a few hours ago to tell her my plans. Until then, all she thought was that we’d had a blowout on Saturday. She’s lived a pretty sheltered life, especially here at the ranch.” Slade shifted on the couch as though he couldn’t get settled. “I thought we should talk about some kind of game plan.”

Joshua tapped his fingers on the arm of the chair, something he did when he was impatient to get to work. “As I told you before, I want to check for listening devices, then talk to the people who put in your security system.”

“I want to get a feel for the house and the surrounding area. Meet the people who work for you besides Hilda.” Elizabeth captured Slade’s attention. “Everyone.”

“That’s fine. I can introduce—”

A scream from above ripped through the house, followed by a thud.

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