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my stepmother’s fault,” Libby said coldly. “Curt and I would love to get our hands on her!”

      “Take a number and get in line,” Violet mused with morbid humor.

      “I see your point.”

      “Come on into the kitchen, and I’ll find some plates. Mama, Libby’s here, and she brought a pizza,” she called to her mother in the living room.

      “Hello, Libby,” Mrs. Hardy called back. “That was sweet of you!”

      “That’s just what I said, Mama,” Violet teased.

      She led Libby into the kitchen.

      “One way or another, my stepmother has made some terrible problems for all of us,” Libby said somberly. “But she messed up.”

      “How?”

      “My dad must have suspected something, because he made a new will and left it with a rare coin dealer in San Antonio,” Libby replied. “The coin collection he had is there, too. Mr. Kemp says Curt and I will be able to pay off our mortgage and get our livestock back.”

      “Libby, that’s wonderful!” Violet exclaimed.

      “Yes. Wonderful. But Julie Merrill has been making my life hell lately. She’s got her claws into Jordan and she won’t let go. He thinks I’m just jealous and trying to break them up. But it’s more than that,” she said grimly. “She’s dangerous. She’s been spreading all sorts of rumors about Calhoun Ballenger. He got Mr. Kemp to file suit against her for slander.”

      “Good for Calhoun!”

      Libby helped put pizza on plates. “I thought Jordan cared about me,” she said miserably. “But the minute Julie turned on the charm, he dropped me flat. He even let her insult me without saying a single word in my defense.”

      “I’m really sorry,” Violet told her. “I thought Jordan was smart enough to see through her.”

      “She’s pretty and smart and rich,” Libby murmured.

      “And what are you, hideous?” Violet chided. “Your people were founding families of Jacobsville, and you’re a paralegal. You’re pretty, too. You’re worth two of Julie Merrill.”

      Libby looked less stressed. She smiled. “Thanks, Violet. I really have missed you,” she added. “I don’t have anybody else that I can talk to, except my brother, and I couldn’t tell him how I really feel about Jordan.”

      “Julie will fall into that deep hole she’s digging one day,” Violet told the other woman. “With any luck, Janet will fall into one just as deep!” She hesitated, remembering what Libby had said. “Mr. Kemp isn’t going to go up there alone to get those things, is he? I mean, Janet might have an accomplice…”

      “Cash Grier is going with him,” Libby interrupted.

      Violet laughed. “I’ll stop worrying right now. Nobody is going to mess with our chief of police.”

      “That’s gospel,” Libby agreed. “Although you might remember that Mr. Kemp was an officer in the reserves until just recently. He’s no shrinking daisy.”

      “I know,” Violet replied, smiling. “Remember those two men he threw out of our office?”

      “I’m trying to forget!”

      They both laughed.

      The pizza was delicious. Violet walked out with Libby when she was ready to leave.

      “Are you going to come back?” Libby asked the other woman seriously.

      “Yes,” Violet said. “I dread having to tell Mr. Wright, though,” she added. “He was kind to me.”

      “Duke’s nice. He won’t mind. He may not like Mr. Kemp, but he likes you,” she added with a smile. “I’ll bet he won’t even ask you to work a two week notice.”

      “That would be nice.” She wrapped her arms around herself. The night was cool. “Has Mr. Kemp really missed me?”

      Libby smiled. “He really has. He’s set new records for hostility and impatience. I think Jessie quit because she reached the end of her rope. She couldn’t please the boss no matter what she did. It seemed to Mabel and me that Mr. Kemp was trying to make her leave.”

      Violet smiled delightedly. “I’ve missed him, too,” she confessed.

      Libby hugged her. “We all know how you feel about him. I think you’ve got a good chance with him, Violet,” she said gently. “I wouldn’t encourage you to come back if I didn’t. I know too much about unrequited love.”

      “You and Jordan are going to work out one day, too,” Violet assured her friend. “I’m sure of it.”

      “Chance would be a fine thing,” Libby sighed. “Well, I’d better get home. Curt’s having a night out with the boys so I don’t have to worry about his supper, thank goodness.”

      “Your brother’s a nice man.”

      “He is, isn’t he?” Libby grinned. “I wouldn’t have minded you for a sister-in-law, you know. But you can’t get past love. I know. I’ve tried.”

      “It will work out, Libby,” Violet told her.

      “Somehow,” Libby agreed.

      “Thanks for the pizza and the company.”

      “You’re very welcome.”

      “I’ll call Mr. Wright tonight,” Violet added, full of excitement.

      “We’ll look forward to having you back whenever you can come,” Libby called on her way to the car.

      Violet did phone Duke Wright, and he did waive her two weeks’ notice. He was sorry to lose her, he added, but a blind man could see how she felt about Kemp. Not that Kemp deserved her, he added wryly. Violet thanked him and hung up. She was going to be sitting at her desk when Mr. Kemp came in the next morning. She could hardly wait to see the look on his face!

      Kemp and Cash Grier were on their way back from San Antonio after a stop at the coin dealer’s shop, a local attorney’s office, and a quick lunch. Kemp had salvaged more than enough of the late Riddle Collins’s assets to save Libby and Curt Collins from bankruptcy. They’d be able to pay off their outstanding loan and have plenty left over to put in the bank. The coin collection their father had left them was worth a fortune by itself. But in addition to it, Kemp had found two savings accounts and a new will that their late father had placed with the coin dealer in San Antonio. Apparently, he hadn’t trusted his wife, Janet, one bit, and had planned for her legal shenanigans after his death. He’d assured that his children wouldn’t be left penniless.

      “Isn’t greed amazing?” Kemp murmured aloud, having told Grier the bare bones of the shameful way Janet had treated her stepchildren.

      “It is,” Grier said. “I’ve never understood it. I like having enough to provide a roof over my head and the occasional night at the theater, but there are plenty of things I wouldn’t consider doing even to make myself rich.”

      “Same here.” Kemp glanced at the older man curiously.

      “Something bothering you?” Grier asked.

      “I’m surprised at the way you’ve fit in here,” he replied with a faint smile. “You do know the whole town’s talking about your defense of your two patrol officers—the ones the mayor is trying to fire.”

      “I like controversy if it’s in a good cause,” Grier said. He grinned. “I’m not letting them fire good officers for doing their jobs.”

      “You’ve got some drug traffickers on the run as well,” Kemp mused. “You’re shaking up our little community. I like the changes. So do a lot of other people.”

      “I’m

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