He watched her carefully for a
moment then closed the folder. “We can keep doing this
if you’d like.”
She wasn’t expecting him to be
direct. No doubt most people she’d made contact with in
the past chose to
ignore the clear evidence of trouble in her life that
clung to her like a
cloak. Most people wouldn’t want to get involved in her
problems.
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“I think you do. I was a
detective for many years. Long enough to know when
someone is running for
their life. I see all those signs in you. I can help
you but I need you to
trust me.”
She was ready to reject his offer
even before he finished giving it. “No, you’re wrong. I
can’t—”
“You can. I know it’s hard but I
promise I won’t let you down.” He got to his feet and
knelt in front of
her.
“No, you don’t understand.
I…can’t.”
He’d expected this from her.
People who were victims of domestic violence usually
gave up on trusting
their survival to anyone but themselves.
For the moment he let it go. “All
right. But maybe I can help you out in another way.”
Her clear blue eyes met his. “I’m
sorry but I don’t see how.” A little bit more of his
resistance melted. He
wanted to protect her. He couldn’t. He couldn’t let
himself care about her.
Caring about someone almost always led to pain.
“You need a job. I need a
secretary. I think we can work something out, don’t
you?”
“I’m sorry but I don’t think I
can-can—”
“Can what? Can stick around long
enough to learn the job? Can trust me? What are you
really afraid of,
Faith?”
“All those things,” she admitted
at last. “I can’t give you promises. I can’t guarantee
I’ll be here
tomorrow much less long term. I can’t trust you. I’m
sorry, I just can’t
and it has nothing to do with you really. I’m sure
you’re a good person.
But you’re right. It’s all of those things.”
“I see.” His gut instinct told
him to walk away from this woman’s problems before they
became his but
something that went deeper than gut-instinct urged him
not to give up on
her so easily. “Well, thank you for being honest with
me. But I’d still
like to help. We can take it one day at a time if you’d
like. Just see what
happens, okay? Don’t be concerned about the job. You’ll
learn that soon
enough. I’ll help you.”
“You just happen to have a
position sitting around vacant waiting for me?” She
sounded skeptical. He
couldn’t blame her. He’d probably react the same way.
“No,” he acknowledged
reluctantly. “But as it happens, my regular secretary
left to have a baby
and the girl whose been filling in for her walked out
on me on Friday.”
She looked as if she didn’t
believe him. She probably thought he was just being
nice. She’d learn soon
enough. Nice wasn’t part of his business decisions.
“I need someone who can start
right away.”
“So you’re willing to settle for
someone like me with very little experience?”
He considered his words
carefully. “Look Faith, to be honest with you, I’m
desperate. I know I’m
not the easiest person to work for. If you have any
doubts just ask the
girl who quit. She said something about not being able
to take the pressure
anymore. Whatever that means. But I’m willing to give
us a try if you are.”
She wasn’t. At least not right
away. “Why are you doing this? You don’t even know me.”
“Maybe not but I do know some
things about you that you probably don’t even realize.
You have very
expressive eyes. Did you know they give away so many
things about you?” She
didn’t like his answer. “For instance, I know you’re
running for your life.
I know you’re scared of something or someone. I know I
can help you. And
I’m hoping in time you’ll trust me enough to let me.
This is what I do for
a living. But for now let’s just concentrate on the
present. Come into the
office tomorrow and we’ll go over everything together.
I’ll be patient, I
promise. Ask me anything you have questions about.
We’ll figure it out
together.”
For a long time he believed she
would refuse flat out. Probably keep right on running.
When she slowly
nodded, it felt as if he’d just passed some huge test
with her. He’d won a
little bit of her trust. Hopefully it wouldn’t be the
last. Maybe she was
just too tired to run anymore. She looked exhausted
right down to her soul.
JT’s heart went out to her.
“Good.” He got to his feet and pulled her up beside
him. Before she had
time to consider what she’d promised and change her
mind, he started for
the door. “I’ll see you in the morning, okay? The
address for Wyatt
Securities is on my business card. Don’t stand me up,
Faith. I’m counting
on you.”