Free Indemnity: Book Two: Covenant of Trust Series by Paula Wiseman Page B

age?”
    “ Someone I could play with?” He unfolded the pizza and looked at her through the hole he’d made.
    “ Exactly.”
    “ That’d be great! When do we get her?” He refolded the pizza and took another bite.
    Tracy took a piece of pizza. “Just hang in there. This is double super top secret, okay?”
    “ Sure thing, Agent M,” Jack replied, dropping his voice, and then he held the pizza up to his face. “Look, Agent M! Pizza glasses!”
    “ Put the pizza down, and who’s Agent M?”
    “ You! M for Mom. I’m Agent J.”
    “ I should have guessed.” Playing along with him, she leaned over. “I got some highly classified documents, and we’re going to have to send you undercover for your own protection, Agent J.” Jack’s face lit up with a broad smile. “This is on a need-to-know basis, so that’s all I can tell you right now.”
    “ Roger, Agent M,” Jack said, covering his mouth with his hand. “You can contact me on the communicator when you have more information. Until then I’ll use my secret identity of Jack.”
     
     
    Before Bobbi could shepherd her family out the side door after the Sunday evening service, she heard Glen Dillard calling her. “Hey, do y’all have time to go for pie and coffee?”
    “ It’s never a question of time,” Chuck said.
    “ Is this just social?” Bobbi asked.
    “ Not exactly,” Glen confessed.
    At least Glen didn’t ambush her. Bobbi motioned to Joel, who carried Shannon high on his shoulders.
    “ I know, I know,” he said. “Take Shannon home, so the big people can talk.”
    “ I’ll bring you a piece of pie.”
    “ You think I’ll do just about anything for dessert, don’t you?” Joel pretended to be insulted, and Bobbi nodded. “Well, you’re right.”
    “ You need to move Shannon’s booster seat to your car,” Bobbi said as Joel ducked to get through the door without bumping his sister’s head.
    “ Can I have popcorn?” Shannon asked.
    “ Just one bag,” Bobbi said. “Joel, I mean it. One bag.”
    “ All right, all right.” As he walked away, Bobbi heard him ask Shannon, “Is she this mean all the time, or only when I’m home?”
    Only when your dad’s mistress shows back up.
    “ I’ll find Laurie, and meet y’all at Dave’s,” Glen said.
    “ Excellent. See you there,” Chuck said, ushering Bobbi out the door.
    “ So did you set this up? To have Glen talk some sense into me?”
    “ No, I would never ... Is that what you think?”
    “ Forget I said anything. I don’t want to hear your martyr speech right now.”
    He pulled his keys out and unlocked her door. “You know, ever since Thursday morning, it’s like the last seven years never happened. You’re just as defensive and suspicious as you were after the affair. Bobbi, I haven’t done anything wrong except disagree with you.”
    “ You are not going to make me the bad guy in this because I won’t welcome your illegitimate son with open arms.” She got in and slammed the car door closed.
    When Chuck got in, he turned toward her before putting the key in the ignition. “You’re not the bad guy. You’re the only good person in this whole mess.” She rolled her eyes and stared out across the parking lot. “Fine.” He started the car, and backed out of the parking place. “For the record, I didn’t put Glen up to this. He knows we’re at odds though, and he might be able to help.”
    Translation: maybe you’ll listen to him. She kept her eyes forward, watching the cars pass as they drove. Chuck would never let her drag him to dinner with Gavin and Rita just so they could pick at him through the entire meal. But here she was again, being escorted into a full frontal assault on her convictions. Deliver me, O Lord.
    Dave’s had decent food, but their desserts made it the favorite hangout for the Sunday evening church crowd in this part of town. Tonight it was busy, but not packed, so the four of them found a table in a corner. That was the closest