Free She Can Kill (She Can Series) by Melinda Leigh Page A

that video put their very existence at risk. Lucia would not be recognized as the infant he’d smuggled out of Argentina. He had changed as well, but there was no doubt in his mind that he could be recognized if the right people were watching.

    He was hiding something.
    Standing at the door to his office, Mike watched the Argentinean walk out of the police sta tion. He closed his door. Sean was sitting in his chair behind the desk watching the video again. The former army ranger wasn’t just a local security expert, he’d been Mike’s best friend since grade school.
    “Is the DNA really all you have?” Sean asked.
    Mike slid his reading glasses onto his face to review his notes. “We have a witness who saw a blue van with a rusted rear bumper leaving the parking lot. She thinks the first letter on the license plate was D . Both men are injured. Looked to me like Rojas broke a nose and a wrist.”
    “Broken wrist will need to be set,” Sean said.
    “Right. We put out a BOLO on the van, and I have an officer calling hospitals.” Mike leaned on the credenza. “What do you think of Rojas?”
    “The ice scraper move was fucking brilliant,” Sean said. “If I knew he was clean, I’d offer him a job.”
    “Why don’t you think he’s clean?”
    “Remember when we had all that trouble in town last fall? I tried to find dirt on him and came up empty.” Sean replayed the video. “Rojas has no record.”
    “Isn’t that good?” Mike was torn. On one hand, Rojas’s secretive nature put him on edge. On the other, his actions today were nothing short of heroic, and his skills damned impressive. Mike had watched the Argentinean interact with his teenage daughter. He seemed to be a caring if not occasionally frustrated single parent.
    “I also found no record of his existence prior to ten years ago,” Sean added.
    “He wasn’t in the States then.”
    “True.” Sean gestured toward the computer monitor. “But his response is that of a well-trained fighter. He did not get lucky and take those guys by surprise. He reacted like a soldier or a cop. No amount of training in a gym produces that effective of a reaction. There was no hesitation. This was not the first time Rojas had a gun pointed in his face, that’s for sure. The average Joe would have pissed his pants, but Rojas improvised with a handy weapon and disarmed two criminals like they were kindergarteners, and he walked away without a scratch.”
    Mike scrubbed a hand down his face. “I know.”
    “Let’s analyze. Rojas kept his cool until the mom and kid were in danger. Then he kicked major-league ass.” With a wife and two young daughters of his own, Sean took threats to women and children personally.
    “But he seems to regret having to do it,” Mike added.
    “All in all, I like him. I would have done the same thing today,” Sean said. “But, since Sarah is all hung up on him, the fact that he’s a ghost that fights like a professional bugs me.”
    “I’ve been keeping an eye on that,” Mike said. “Sarah’s had enough trouble with Troy. I don’t want to see her hurt again.” Sarah and her two little girls deserved happiness and peace.
    “I told you we should have killed Troy.”
    “Be serious.” Mike rolled his eyes. But he suspected Sean’s statement was only part jest.
    Sean leaned forward, his interest peaked. “Has Rojas made any moves on her?”
    “Not that I know of. Seems to keep his distance from her and everyone else except his daughter.”
    “What are you going to do about him?”
    Mike shook his head. “I don’t know. He hasn’t done anything wrong.”
    “Not yet.”
    “I have no reason to think he will.” Mike suspected Rojas was hiding something, but he knew the man had put his life on the line this afternoon to protect innocents. In Mike’s world, that meant something. But his senses were telling him that Rojas was keeping secrets. Important secrets. To keep his town safe, Mike wanted to know if there was