Cap unlocked his hands from around her, keeping one arm wrapped around her back. He moved his other arm slowly and placed the tip of his finger under her chin, guiding her to face him more directly. Shame filled her, and she tried to avoid eye contact with him. What if she’d really run someone over? Bad guy or not, the thought that she may have hurt or killed someone horrified her.
“You are very brave. So unbelievably brave. You did the right thing getting out of there.”
“But I may have hurt someone.”
“Oh, sweetheart. We’ll sort this out. Everything will be just fine. You have a right to protect yourself.”
She studied his dark eyes, laced with concern. Her gaze lowered, landing on his mouth. A shiver raked through her as she recalled their light kiss. When he leaned forward, she did the same until their mouths met. The kiss was light, but lingered. He seemed to know exactly what to give her right now. Just enough affection, but not too much. Enough to solidify his interest in her while giving comfort.
Cap eased away.
“With as much as I want to keep kissing you, we need to get to the police station.”
“I know.”
Cap pulled back onto the road.
She glanced at him, then back to the windshield. She couldn’t believe how much his kisses and touch exhilarated her. It was only two weeks ago that Jonathan had dumped her, and she had to cancel the wedding. As time passed, she became more honest with herself. Did she ever really love him like a wife should love a husband? She’d had doubts, but convinced herself that perhaps it was just cold feet. Had she tricked her own mind?
Within minutes, they’d reached City Hall.
Chief Mertz met them at the door and led them to the same small conference room they’d been in earlier.
A man dressed in a brown deputy uniform sat at the table. He rose and extended his hand toward her.
“I’m Chief Deputy Styles.”
“Emma Brown.”
“Hey, Cap,” Styles said.
Cap nodded at the man.
“We’re working this case together. As you and I had discussed, we will need the location of Jonathan’s truck,” Mertz said.
Cap pulled out his cell phone and tapped the screen a few times, then he looked at the chief deputy. “Found it. I’ll drop a pin to you. What is your cell number?”
Deputy Styles gave Cap his number, then his phone dinged. He pulled it from its holder on his duty belt.
“Got it. I’ll send it out to the deputy en route.”
Cap motioned for her to sit, and he sat next to her.
“Other than Jonathan, are there any other survivors?” Cap asked.
“Just whoever else was in the SUV,” Mertz replied.
The chief zeroed in on her. “How many people were there in the SUV?”
“I only saw three, plus Carly.”
“But there could have been more people in the vehicle?” Mertz asked.
“I suppose there could have been. I don’t know.”
She looked at Cap, and he offered a nod.
Investigator Pearson-Hawk entered the room.
