Deadly Secrets (20 page)

“Well, you’ll have to use your own judgment on how much of this you want to accept as gospel. Stella was only able to repeat what she heard from your grandmother during the period before she died and I guess she wasn’t too lucid.”

“That’s right. She died two years ago and I was already living here in Fort Worth. I didn’t see much of her in the year before she died but the last time I went home, she didn’t even know who I was.”

“Okay.” Kelly smiled and squeezed her hand. “According to Stella, your father caught Anna in bed with another man and that’s why he killed himself. Anna found your father’s body in the study and called your grandmother. It seems Vivian decided to use your father’s death as a means to get rid of Anna and get Andrew made your custodian so she could direct your life.”

“I don’t know why she wanted me.” Krystal’s eyes were bright. “She never liked me. She was always telling me I was just like my mother and she made it pretty obvious what she thought of her.”

“I’m sorry.” Kelly stroked her cheek and pulled her against his chest.

“It’s okay. I already knew my mother was unfaithful to my father. Uncle Andrew told me that much. I can’t figure out how my grandmother used Daddy’s death to send her away, though.”

“Apparently Anna was hysterical when she found your father’s body and she picked up the gun. When your grandmother got there, Anna was still holding it in her hand. She threatened to tell the police that Anna had murdered your father unless Anna gave Andrew custody and agreed to let him take over the business until you were old enough to inherit.”

“And my mother agreed to that.” Krystal shook her head in disbelief. “She didn’t have much choice in the matter. Your grandmother was prepared to swear she arrived at the house and found your mother standing over your father’s body with a gun in her hand. In other words, she either had to leave town without you or be charged with murder.”

Krystal rubbed her eyes trying to wipe out the tears. Kelly reached over and tugged her into his lap.

“It’s all right,” he said. “You go ahead and cry. I know this hurts like hell but maybe now that you know the truth, you can put it in the past and get on with your own life.”

Kelly rocked her gently back and forth while she sobbed against his chest.

Finally, her breathing slowed and she lifted her head. “I’m sorry,” she said getting to her feet. “I’ll be right back. I need to wash my face. Don’t worry. I’m okay.”

Kelly sighed and watched her walk stiffly out of the room. He had hated to do that but he’d been afraid not to. If it turned out Andrew was Anna’s murderer, Krystal was really going to be hit between the eyes.

“I’m a mess.” Krystal attempted a weak smile when she came back into the room. Her eyes were puffy and her cheeks were flushed but she definitely wasn’t what Kelly would call a mess.

“You’re beautiful.” He swallowed the lump in his throat. “I’m sorry I had to hurt you like that.”

“You didn’t hurt me. They did. I’ve always known what my grandmother was like. It was just the shock of hearing about it that hit me so hard. I’m okay now. Really I am. There’s one thing I would like to know, though. Did Stella tell you who the man was that my mother ran away with?”

“No.” Kelly’s eyebrow twitched when he spoke. “I don’t think she knew.”

“I guess it doesn’t matter anyhow. It’s all in the past. I just wondered if he might have had something to do with my mother’s death.”

“I doubt it. At least I’ve never seen Anna with anyone but Bubba and I’ve been right there for the last five years.”

“What about my uncle? You don’t still think he murdered my mother, do you? I can see him trying to keep me from finding out what my grandmother did to my mother but he wouldn’t have any reason to kill her.”

“I honestly don’t know who killed Anna but I do think your uncle might know something he’s not telling.”

“But Uncle Andrew didn’t even know where my mother was.”

“Didn’t he?”

“You mean you think he did.” Krystal narrowed her eyes.

“I didn’t say that Krystal. I just meant there are a lot of questions that still haven’t been answered. I’m sure the police are going to find out exactly where everybody who knew Anna was on the night of the murder.”

“What about that Bubba? Maybe he thought he was going to inherit my mother’s money.”

“No.” Kelly shook his head. “Bubba knew Anna had a daughter.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because he told me.”

“I’m sorry.” Krystal touched his hand. “I didn’t mean to accuse him. I know he’s your friend. It’s just that everything’s so ugly. I don’t know what to think.”

“I know.” Kelly smiled and squeezed her hand. “How about if we change the subject?”

She nodded and a gleam of mischief showed in her eyes. “By the way, how did you get Stella to tell you all this?”

“Not the way you’re thinking.” He laughed and pulled her closer. “Actually, I told her the truth about my being a friend of Cam’s and trying to investigate Anna’s death. We hit it off pretty well and I think she just decided to be frank with me. She’s not such a bad sort, you know. She just tries to act like a hard case.”

“You would think that. You’re a man.” She snapped the words and her eyes flashed.

“Okay!” Kelly threw up his hands. “I think I’ll leave that alone.”

Krystal snuggled against his chest and he placed his fingers under her chin and turned up her face. “Would it seem like I was taking advantage of the situation if I was to kiss you?”

“No, I don’t think it would seem like that,” she said. Her eyes sparkled as she leaned toward him.

His lips sought her mouth and she met him with a passion that surprised and stirred him. “I wanted to do that the other night,” he whispered into her ear, “but I was afraid it might scare you away.”

“I’m not scared.” Her breath tickled his neck as she spoke. “I wanted it too. Do you mind if I ask you something very personal?”

“I guess you’ll have to ask me before I can answer that, won’t you?”

“Would you tell me what happened to your wife?”

Kelly stiffened. The question had caught him off guard and a flash of anger showed in his eyes.

She reached out and grasped his hand.

“Don’t get mad,” she pleaded. “I’m not just prying. I really care about you Kelly and I could sense your pain when you talked about your wife. I’ve shared so much of my life with you that I guess I hoped you’d be willing to share a bit of yourself.”

“I’m not mad.” Kelly tightened his hand on her fingers. “You just caught me by surprise. You’re right, though. I think both you and I know there’s some chemistry going on between us and it’s only fair you should know where I’m coming from.”

Krystal lifted his hand and brushed his finger with her lips. “I guess that’s why I’ve been wondering about your wife.”

Kelly took a deep breath. “Lynda died five years ago. I was on the police force working undercover narcotics and I’d infiltrated one of the biker gangs.”

“That’s how come you’re such good friends with Detective Graham?” “That’s right. Gus used to be my partner. I’ve known him all my life.” Kelly paused for a moment. “I won’t go into all the details—just the bare facts, okay?” “Of course but you don’t have to tell me. I’ll understand if it’s too painful.”

“No, I want to. You and I are talking about having a relationship together and you’ve got a right to know about Lynda. It’s just that her death was so devastating, I still have a hard time talking about it.”

Krystal nodded and rested her head against his shoulder.

In a low, quiet voice Kelly told her about the bikers, about Lynda being trapped in the fire, about his own feelings of guilt and about the agony of loss that had plagued him ever since.

Krystal lay in his arms, her fingers gripping his hand and when he finished, she put her lips to his mouth.

Kelly was weak from the release of pent-up emotions and the warmth of her breasts pressing tightly against his chest aroused him. He tightened his arms around her back and she came to him, molding her body against his, inviting his response. His eyes met hers with a question and in answer, she grasped his hands and placed them under her sweater.

He stroked her soft flesh, sought the hooks of her bra, released it and gently explored her nipples. She squirmed beneath his hands, grasped the sweater and pulled it off. He closed his eyes and with a soft moan, she leaned over him and pressed her nipple against his lips. His tongue explored the hard peak and his hands grasped her buttocks and pressed her against his groin. She moaned louder and reached for his zipper, freeing his organ from the confines of blue jeans. Stroking him, she set his blood to boiling.

“I love the way you touch me,” she said, moving her lips against his.

“Do you want to go on?” He groaned and lifted his head to search her eyes.

She nodded and a gentle flush spread across her cheeks as she reached into her pocket and took out a small package. He smiled, relieved to realize she’d thought about this beforehand. He wouldn’t have wanted her to regret their passion.

Tearing open the wrapper, Kelly prepared himself and lay back on the couch.

Keeping her eyes locked on his, Krystal stood over him and slowly removed the rest of her clothing.

“God, you’re beautiful,” Kelly said when she dropped her panties on the floor and lowered herself into his waiting arms.

Smiling, she straddled his waist and reached for his hardness. Stroking it gently, she drew him inside the soft, moist center of her womanhood.

Grasping each other, they merged as one, spinning into a whirlwind, giving and taking greedily as they met each other’s need. Finally, sweating and spent, they collapsed against the sofa.

“That was so special,” Kelly whispered against her ear.

“For me too,” she said, in the husky voice of fulfillment.

For several minutes, they lay still holding each other and when they finally sat up, Kelly snuggled her into his arms.

“I hate to leave now,” he said. “But I’ve got to make those rounds.”

She smiled, happiness shining from her eyes. “Of course you’ve got to go. It was wonderful, Kelly. Come on, I’ll walk you to your truck.”

He drew her to him one more time and caressed her lips. “Before I go, I’m going to tell you something I probably shouldn’t. It means betraying a confidence and I hate that but I just can’t walk out of here and leave you unprepared for what might happen on Monday.”

“What’s going to happen?” Her eyes widened with sudden fear.

“Gus found out that your uncle was in town the night Anna was murdered. He’s going to Houston to question him.”

Krystal’s forehead creased in a puzzled frown. “Uncle Andrew was here? I don’t understand. He never said anything about having been in Fort Worth.”

Kelly shook his head. “I can’t give you any details. That wouldn’t be fair to Gus but I just wanted to warn you that your uncle might be more involved than he’s led you to believe. I’m going out on a limb talking to you, so please don’t repeat any of this to your uncle.”

“Of course not. I don’t know what Uncle Andrew could’ve been doing in Fort Worth but I doubt if he’d tell me even if I asked him.”

Chapter Thirteen