He wanted to head to the campground to retrieve their things, then get on his way to Portland for the computer, but he hated to interrupt the fun they were having.
His mother clutched Kinsley’s hands. “Now tell me, who would want to be shooting at you? I was shocked to hear what happened in town and in that parking lot in Portland.”
Kinsley’s smile evaporated. “I don’t exactly know who it could be, but I think it’s someone I investigated and found something illegal in their work.”
“We need to get started on figuring out who it is,” Dev said, as this was the perfect opportunity to interrupt. “First, I’m going to run over to the campground to pick up their possessions, then a trip to Portland to get Kinsley’s computer. Maybe it’ll contain information to give us something to go on.”
“Well, let’s hope thereissomething,” his mother said. “And until you figure this out, promise me you’ll be right by Kinsley’s side, protecting her.”
“I will be. Except this quick trip to the campground and to Portland.”
His mother’s eyebrows shot up. “Can’t you send someone else to get the computer?”
“Trust me,” he said. “I’ve considered that, and I’d rather be here. But if I get a look around Kinsley’s place, I might see something else that could be helpful.”
“Couldn’t Reid or Ryan do the same thing?” Brooklyn asked.
“I take it you met Kinsley and know what’s going on,” Dev said.
“I did, while we were waiting for you to come inside.”
Dev nodded. “I could send someone else, but I know her, and I think that makes me the best person for the job.”
“I agree.” Kinsley sat up straight. “I can’t think of what he could find that would help, but I think I’m still in shock from another shooting, and you never know what I’m forgetting.”
“Then we’re all set, and I’ll be going,” Dev said, wanting to move on. “Now, what about your things at the campground? Is there anything I need to know before I grab them?”
Kinsley tilted her head. “Just don’t forget to pack up the box of memories I brought along. Don’t forget a single thing.”
“Especially not the lamp.” Jada giggled and looked at her mother. “Did you know Kinsley kept one of those ugly lamps you got rid of when you redecorated the cabin?”
His mother swiveled toward Kinsley. “What on earth would you want one of those old things for?”
Kinsley blushed. “It’s not that I specifically wanted a lamp, but when you remodeled the cabins, you were getting rid of everything that made the Bluebird our special place. The lamp was the smallest thing you were tossing out. So I took one for a memory of all the fun times Jada and I had in that cabin.”
“Isn’t that the sweetest thing?” His mother patted Kinsley’s knee. “You always were one to cherish memories.”
Kinsley covered her hand with her own. “I loved my time with your family. I don’t know what I would’ve done growing up without you all. I learned so much from you about how a real family acted, and I’ll forever be grateful for that.”
“It’s a joy to have you as part of our family, and I hope that will continue.”
“I hope that never changes.” Kinsley drew her into a hug, then released her to look at Dev. “Other than that, I never unpacked much, so please just throw whatever I have out into my suitcase.”
“Same,” Jada said.
He nodded. “Reid and Ryan will be outside. If they see any sign of danger, they’ll let you know. Please do whatever they instruct you to do without question.” Dev locked gazes with Kinsley. “Okay?”
“Sure.”
He eyed his sister. “You too, Jada.”
She waved her hand. “Don’t worry about me, I can take care of myself.”
“That kind of statement is exactly what I’m worried about.” Dev fixed his sister in his sights. “I know you’re better trained than Kinsley, but you’re not an expert in personal protection. So please listen to the guys.”
“Don’t worry, I will.” She turned to his mother. “Now, what’s that wonderful smell coming from the kitchen?”
“Beef stew in the Crock-Pot. Brooklyn made it for dinner.” She smiled up at Brooklyn, her love for Colin’s fiancée evident in her expression. “I’d be glad to make lunch now.”
