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In Pursuit of a Princess. Lenora Worth
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isbn 9781472014696
Автор произведения Lenora Worth
Серия Mills & Boon Love Inspired Suspense
Издательство HarperCollins
“Why wouldn’t it be important? We can’t have a fabulous city without people to contribute. And we can’t bring people back unless they have houses in which to live.”
“What about the Benoit?”
That caught Gabriel’s attention. He whirled to see who’d asked that question. Snapping away, he caught the man’s image in his pictures. Then he turned back to the princess. And saw her skin had gone pale.
“What about the Benoit?”
“We hear you’re having a gala in the Quarter, a private affair with a very high ticket price. Is that because you want to show off the Benoit?”
“I hope to have a nice evening with invited guests. It’s not about showing off. We picked that venue because it allows us to spill out into Jackson Square and it has a nice garden out back. But this event is about raising more money to help our cause.”
The man nodded but looked skeptical and a bit angry.
Bingo. Gabriel’s gut churned and he stopped taking pictures so he could study the reporter who’d asked that question. The man looked to be in his mid-thirties, with dark, straight hair and stark, almost black eyes. Was he really a reporter? Or a plant? Part of a team?
Gabriel would have to get his editor to access face-recognition technology and run a search online to find out about the man’s credentials. And he could certainly enlarge the picture he’d snapped to see what the man’s press badge said.
“Thank you all for your time,” Lara said, clearly tired and a bit unnerved by the mention of the Benoit. “I so appreciate all of you coming today. But we have a very busy schedule.”
Only Reporter Man wasn’t finished. “What about the trouble at your Garden District home this morning?”
Lara looked shocked, but she lifted that noble chin and stared the man down. “I have no further comments.”
Deidre stepped up to give instructions on where and when the construction would start. They’d need the press there to make sure they got even more coverage. But they would not be answering any more questions right now. Before she left the stage, the girl glared at the intrusive reporter.
Lara stepped down from the podium and met Gabriel behind the portable stage. “Don’t even say it,” she whispered as she moved by him.
He hurried to catch up with her. “Say what?”
“You know exactly what.” She waited for the driver to open the door of the sleek black SUV. “That man asked about the Benoit. And he knows something is going on, obviously.”
“Yes.” Gabriel slid in beside her while Deidre got up front with the driver. “So?”
Lara gave him a quizzical glance. “I guess you wouldn’t know.”
“Know what?” Gabriel waited, wondering what else he didn’t know.
“I haven’t mentioned the Benoit to anyone. The press, I mean. The gala reception is supposed to be a private event and we haven’t published it a lot. Only the people on the guest list know that the Benoit will be on display during the party.”
Gabriel sat up. “Hmm. Now that does make things interesting. So how did that reporter know about the painting being back at Kincade House?”
“I have no idea,” she replied, her voice low. “But this does give me pause.”
“Good. You need to pause and think about the danger of this situation.”
“I’ve thought about that a lot, I can assure you. If I stayed hidden from danger, I’d never leave my bedroom.”
Gabriel could understand her need to keep working, to keep moving. He’d been on his own so long, he’d learned to never be afraid of anything, but right now he had a deep dread inside his heart. “So you’ll allow that something odd is going on. Someone is leaking information, Princess.”
He glanced up front. The driver headed across town and exited off one of the main thoroughfares. Deidre had her nose buried in her smartphone, her thumbs tapping, tapping some sort of message.
Lara’s gaze followed his. “Would you like to stay for dinner again tonight, Mr. Murdock?”
Gabriel couldn’t miss an opportunity to take more pictures and to keep a close eye on the princess. This mystery was growing by the minute. In spite of his better judgment, he had to find out what was going on. He had a story here. A real story. He’d walked away before and that had put him here. It was like déjà vu all over again.
He shot a glance toward the front. “I’d love that.”
“Good.” She looked up again. “I think we have a lot to discuss.”
He nodded, and wondered if the princess had finally seen the light and come to her senses. If so, maybe he could sit back and relax a little bit.
But in the next second, that notion changed. A boom hit the dusk and the SUV started spinning out of control.
“Tire just blew out,” the driver shouted. Deidre screamed and dropped her phone.
Gabriel grabbed Lara, his eyes locked with hers. “Hold on,” he said, pushing her down against the seat.
The impact of the crash set them both up and back down.
He was still holding Lara when the vehicle finally stopped spinning.
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