Bone Secrets 03 - Buried

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    “I have a good idea. A good starting place anyway.”
    Jamie’s heart clenched tight, overwhelmed with a need to see the faces of Chris and his son. “How do you know? How did you find out?”
    Michael shrugged. “The phone call you made indicated a general area in Eastern Oregon. It’s pretty sparsely populated. I made some calls and got a hold of the sheriff in the area. He knows a Chris Jacobs who lives off the grid as far as possible. He says it’s the type of area where people go to avoid the rest of the world. Sound like your brother?”
    “Yes, unfortunately.”
    “The reason he remembers your brother is because of how Chris’s wife—well, not his wife legally—died in a car accident. I can’t find a record of a marriage, but I did find newspaper clippings about the accident. And it talks about the child. Theinformation matches what the sheriff told me. It was pretty bad and sounds like a scene that would stick in your head for a long time.”
    “Don’t tell me. Please,” Jamie burst out, meeting his gaze. She didn’t want the gruesome death of a young woman playing through her mind.
    He nodded at her request. She could see a shadow in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. From the description of the accident? How many horrific things had he witnessed or covered for the newspaper over the years?
    “Now will you go find him with me? Your brother is more likely to talk to you than some stranger. Chris may not believe I’m not looking for a story. This is personal. I’m going because I need to know what happened to my brother.”
    An urge to see her own brother hit Jamie like a blow to the chest. It’d been so long…
    But to-do lists flooded Jamie’s brain. “Umm…I need to stop the paper and mail and talk to my neighbor about feeding my cat, and I’m supposed to meet with a parent late tomorrow…”
    Even to her own ears, her excuses were weak.
    “Christ, princess. Yes or no? I’m leaving tomorrow morning. It’s a long drive. Some company would be nice.”
    She froze, unable to agree. “I need a few days.” She couldn’t make that type of immediate decision without thinking it through. For a trip, she had to have a plan before she began. After Chris had vanished, her parents no longer let her out of their sight. A simple afternoon to hang out at a friend’s home involved a visit by her parents first. And a sleepover at a girlfriend’s? Forget it. She’d been in college before she slept without her parents under the same roof.
    It was a habit that was hard to break.
    Michael glanced at his watch. “Fine. I get it.” He stood and locked gazes with her, dark green eyes flashing.
    Jamie blinked. His heated gaze didn’t match the tone of his words. It said,
I want you to come with me now.
And he didn’t want her simply for the convenience of speaking with her brother. He wanted her for…something else.
    Heat flooded her belly. What would it be like to be alone with this man and his energy? Silent sparks erupted every time he was near her. He was dangerous.
    Jamie avoided danger on principle. She rose to her feet and stepped away. “I can’t. I can’t leave on a moment’s notice.”
    “Why not? You don’t have family to arrange for. Just a cat. You’re on summer break. It’s time to move on impulse for once.”
    His words stung. She was well aware of the lack of spontaneity in her life, but she didn’t need other people to point it out. It was understandable. It was her parents’ reaction to the kidnapping of her brother. It’d created in her a sense of precaution and the need to think through every move she made. Sure, she’d sacrificed some impulsiveness. But there were worse habits to have.
    Michael had highlighted her biggest shortcoming, and he barely knew her. She lifted her chin. “Call me if you find him. And his son. I want to know about my nephew.”
    Silence choked her living room.
    A sad smile crossed his face. “I will.” He turned and strode to her door. He opened it, looked over his shoulder at her, and vanished.
    The sound of the closing door echoed in her empty house. Jamie exhaled and plopped back down on the couch. Would Michael find Chris? Chris had made it clear over the years he wanted to be left alone. He hadn’t responded to the voicemessage she’d left yesterday. Maybe she should leave him another one? Warn him a reporter was looking for him?
    She shook her head. Plenty of people had searched for Chris over the