She shook her head. Why was she thinking about Cade? She was never going to see him again. The thought didn’t sit well with her. She’d only known him a few days, but they had been intense. She’d really gotten to know him well. He was kind and thoughtful.
He was not a murderer.
The thought came to her with such certainty that she couldn’t deny it. She knew Cade had not killed anyone. And he did not deserve to be in prison.
Betty bustled over to her and set down a plate in front of her. The smell of the bacon made Meg’s stomach growl. “Thanks,” she said, picking up her fork.
Betty smiled at her as she wiped the counter space down with a rag.
Meg was so hungry, she could hardly stop herself from inhaling the food. Before she knew it, her fork was scraping the empty plate. Betty refilled her cup of coffee and chuckled. “Funny. That girl looks just like you.” She pointed to the TV with her chin.
Meg’s gaze landed on the screen and her blood froze. Her Facebook profile photo took up half the screen with a picture of Cade beside it. The words Armed and Dangerous hung in large lettering across the top.
Chapter 12
Cade tried a dozenways to log into his company computer. His brother had told him the new password, but it wasn’t working. Frustrated, he ran his hand through his hair and let out a curse word under his breath. A woman seated at the computer next to him gave him the stink eye.
Right. Library. Little kids played nearby. Oops. He got up from the computer and shouldered his duffle bag, lowering his World’s Greatest Dad cap. There was nothing he could do if he couldn’t log into the company files. He’d have to call his brother again. Unless...
The image of the man who lay dead at the bottom of the empty swimming pool flashed across his mind. Maybe his brotherwasbehind all of this. That would explain why the password didn’t work. If his brother was trying to kill him, the last thing he should do is contact him.
Frustration rose in Cade as he made his way out of the library. How could he think his brother was sending people to kill him? Nicholas had his problems, but they were brothers. They’d stuck together during their mother’s illness. Nicholas had helped him through the darkest days of his life after the funeral. Sure, he’d turned to drugs to bury his pain, but he was over that now. Cade had watched him work hard to pull his life back together.
He shoved open the library door and stepped into the sunshine. It had taken him an hour just to walk across town. He was hoping to get somewhere looking at the company files, but he was still back to where he started. Without a clue and nowhere to go.
His steps slowed as a new plan formed in his mind. If he couldn’t access the company files remotely, he would have to go to Omaha and get the proof he needed directly. The thought made his stomach clench, but he had no other choice. He had to prove he was framed.
A car screeched to a halt beside him, startling him. He was about to run when he saw it was Meg in her Mustang. “Get in,” she hissed.
Cade leaned down to talk to her. “What are you doing here? You were supposed to—”
“We’re on the news. They’re looking for us. Get in the car!”
Cade didn’t wait to hear more. He ran around the front and hopped into the passenger seat. It strangely echoed what he’d done the night they’d met, but he shoved that memory aside. After Meg peeled out, he turned to her. “What happened?”
She swallowed, her eyes wide. “I saw us on TV. They said we killed a man and we’re armed and dangerous. They flashed our pictures, Cade. How do they know we’re together? How do they have my picture??”
