for a while, until he could get this taken care of. She wasnât safe here. Her friends and familyânamely Meralâhad promised to stay close. Everyone wanted to protect her, yet heâd found her alone in the attic. Alone. Again .
And now no one was in the house. Colin would have to check every nook and cranny before he let anyone back inside.
What if Colin hadnât been here? Hadnât been up in the attic with Jewel?
He slipped his hand around her arm, drew her away from the others and kept his voice low. âYou need to leave, Jewel. You canât stay here anymore.â Colin wasnât sure he trusted himself to protect her anymore either. He was failing at his job, after all.
Again...
He didnât want to think about the past, but the images drifted through him like shadows all the same.
âThis is my business. My livelihood. I canât leave. There are guests to take care of. And Meralâs here. You donât have any idea how much that means to me. I canât just leave.â
With Jedâs death it was clear there could be collateral damageâthat others around Jewel were in harmâs way. Didnât she see that? But where could she go that was safe? Heâd tried to create a safe house at her B and B.
Her striking hazel-green eyes were usually so transparent, filled with warmth and care and honesty, but that was all shuttered away from him now. He didnât like it. Jewel was purposely hiding something from him. Disappointment in her, in the situation, nearly overshadowed Jedâs death.
But in her gaze he saw something else. What he never expected to see. Never wanted to see. Jewel was disillusioned with his abilities. She wanted him to do his job and catch this guy, felt let down that he hadnât done so already. He saw in her eyes the lack of trust and faith that heâd seen in the mayorâs eyes, in the city-council members.
Colin released her arm. Pulled the knife from his heart that Jewel hadnât even known sheâd stabbed into him and twisted.
He was getting too emotionally involved, more so than would do either of them any good. How did he protect her? Colin wished now that she would call him Chief Winters again, for both their sakes. He needed to ask the hard question, and his emotions stood in the way of that, too, but Jewel would die, others would dieâas someone already hadâif he didnât ask.
âWhen I came to you in the hospital, I asked you if you knew who had pushed you into the waterfall. At the time, I thought maybe you were a random victim. Simply at the wrong place at the wrong time. But now I think we both know thatâs not the case, and Iâm going to ask you again, do you have any idea who would want to kill you? And if not who, then why someone would want to kill you?â
Jewel hesitated as though considering his questions.
Cruisers pulled into the B and B drive along with the ambulance that would take Jedâs body. Given the murder of a police officer, Colin would be calling in the Alaska State Troopers on this investigation. Meral and Buck approached Jewel, apparently wanting to protect family. Either that or interfere with his investigation. Colin was running out of time to get answers.
âSomeone died today, Jewel. If you know something that youâre not telling me, I need you to tell me now so I can stop this before someone else dies. Before they come for you again. Iâll put two officers on the house and on you this time, but weâll be better prepared, better able to face an attack if we know what weâre looking for. I need more information if Iâm going to catch this guy.â
Finding the murderer would be the best way to end this.
âIs everything okay?â Meral put her hand on Jewelâs shoulder and squeezed. Buck hovered just behind.
Jewel nodded, pressing a hand over her sisterâs. To Colin she said, âI donât know whoâs