Taking Eve(77)

“So he dangled a promise to help, then took off?”

“He doesn’t give his word easily. I think he’ll keep it in his own time.” He muttered a curse. “But I’m not going to let him have that time.”

“And how are we going to locate him?”

“I’ve already started. He may be CIA, but we have a history together, and I can track him.” He paused. “But I want to explore one other avenue first. I went back to Blick’s records and started digging for a connection with someone, anyone, during the years he was in the service.”

“Why that period?”

“I was looking for a reason for the CIA to be involved. CIA operates outside the country. Blick was stationed outside the country during most of his Army years. First, in Germany, then in Turkey. It was more likely that Venable would have made contact with Blick and Doane at one of those places.”

“Logical. Did you find out anything more about Blick?”

“I’m waiting for a call from Army records. I pulled every string I had with the FBI to get them to put a rush on it. I should be hearing anytime.”

“And you were going to send me off to bed so that I wouldn’t have to gnaw my nails waiting to hear.” She smiled without mirth. “You’re trying to protect me again. Don’t do it. The only one you should worry about is Eve.”

“No, I should protect you, too. I promised Eve when she called.” He reached out and squeezed her shoulder. “Not that I wouldn’t anyway. But it would help if I had a little help when I’m not around. Where the hell is Caleb? Why didn’t he come back to the cottage with you?”

She shrugged. “How do I know? We’re not joined at the hip. I told you that I dropped him off at the airport on my way here.” She gazed at him curiously. “And why do you care? He’s definitely not your favorite person.”

“No, he’s not. But I’ve never met a more lethal individual. He’s self-serving and damn volatile, but he comes in handy at times.” He met her eyes. “And he has a reason to keep you alive.”

“I have a reason to keep myself alive. I have to get Eve away from Doane. And I don’t need Caleb or anyone else standing guard over me when they could be concentrating on doing that, too.” She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “And that goes for you, Joe. Now, I’m going inside to make us a cup of coffee while you focus on Venable. It’s driving me crazy just sitting here and—” She stiffened. “Headlights.” Her gaze was fastened on the car coming down the lake road. “Venable?”

“Maybe.”

But as the car drew up before the cottage, the porch lights fell on the windshield, and she recognized the driver. “Not Venable. It’s Caleb.” She started down the steps. “Speak of the devil.”

“That’s too close a comparison,” Joe said dryly. “But for once I’m glad to see him. That may not happen again.”

“Then be polite to him. We owe him. I’ve been using him as a pilot since London. He didn’t have to—” She stopped on the bottom step, her eyes widening as she saw who was in the passenger seat next to Caleb. “What the hell? Margaret?”

“None other,” Caleb said as he got out of the driver’s seat. “If I can wake her up. She’s been sleeping since she got into the car at the airport. She curled up like a kitten, and it was lights out.” He shook his head. “Very rude, Margaret.”

“I was tired.” Margaret’s hand covered a yawn. “I had to work really hard to find a safe way to get here. If you’d let me come with you, it would have been much better, Caleb.”

“I promised Jane that I wouldn’t encourage you. Isn’t that right, Jane?”

“It doesn’t look to me as if you kept that promise,” Jane said grimly as she watched Margaret get out of the car. The girl’s hair was tousled and her shirt and jeans rumpled, but as she came awake, her smile was just as sunny as Jane remembered. “Is that why you had me drop you off at the airport, Caleb?”

Caleb nodded. “Margaret called me from San Juan and told me she thought she had a lift to get her here and asked me to pick her up.” He shrugged. “What could I do? I couldn’t let her wander around a strange city alone.”

“Evidently, she manages to wander around the world by herself just fine,” she said. “Look how she got to Summer Island.”

“That’s different. You wouldn’t have wanted to accept the responsibility.”

He was right. The reason she had insisted he not take Margaret was so that Margaret wouldn’t become involved. Now that the girl had overridden all the obstacles Jane had tried to put in her path, she couldn’t just toss her out. But it didn’t make Jane any less exasperated with her. “Why, Margaret? I told you that I didn’t need you.”