Joe had also mentioned that she’d left, but nothowshe’d left. Business employees didn’t typically just up and quit. Noel had always assumed she’d been killed on thejob.
But what if she hadn’t?
Hammer pressed the point home. “I did some digging yesterday. Rumor has it she’s not as gone as we once thought. Angel is alive and kicking. Or at least she was six months ago.”
“Could it really be that simple?” Noel wondered. “Angel is this kid’s mother?” According to the note, she didn’t plan to return. Ever. So the baby belonged to his father.Noel’s head buzzed with the questions constantly brewing.
“Why not?” Deacon said. “But I’m telling you right now. The woman I slept with in Mexico was no contract killer.”
Hammer seemed perturbed. “You sure about that?”
“Pretty sure.”
Noel nodded his agreement. “Yeah, me too.” The woman he’d slept with had been a seductive local. No Mata Hari in disguise.
ButDeacon didn’t sound so positive, which made Noel think. If one of them had slept with Angel, would he have known? She would have appeared nonthreatening. Sweet, sexy, the perfect bed partner.
Shit.
And the plot thickened.
