THE BILLIONAIRE'S SOFT TOUCH

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it off her person wit

busy running tests and tal

urning the can ove

f you com

r we see the woman,” he said to Rossi, “can we go back to your place and check it o

“I’ll take you

n a long hallway to the other public pa

ad been wrapped around her head, but the blood on her face had been cleaned up

ing at Rossi for the fir

? Why am I at this freaking hospital?” His tone was quiet, but his hands felt clammy. It wasn’t just that his wife had died he

s shoulder. “It’s alrigh

h about a missing person.” He pulled blue gloves out of his pocket and pic

si no

me, and we’ll do some tests off the blood, see if we can find anything.” He tu

and more worry for this woman filled him. He hated that someone had been

ions, George sighed. “Rossi, do yo

put on the sp

oth him and roy, “I’ve seen these missing-person th

d this right now, not on top of everything going on with losing

been a long day dealing with filling out reports and having the police come out to the ranch. Not only had they searche

o back to the hospital. “Sweetheart, no.

ned. “I want

p. Now go get

ticking out her bottom lip.

with her again. She’d been talking about it, understa

ys say we’re suppo

erstand, and it wasn’t her job to understand his problems. Bending down, he dumped

was trying to stay serious. “Daddy, put

always made when she was little and they would play this game. He got to her

ggled, “Don’t! I wan

rown-up. Diving on her, he tickled her be

g her grouchy face back on. “I reall

ldn’t say it out loud. He sighed. “Kinley, Uncle Tory says he will let us

lief. “But he’s going on

will let us know. I promise I’ll

ed her pajamas from the drawer,

and I’ll tell

Oka

rgiven. If Kinley would beg for a

off the light and jump

ath the covers and snuggled

an going to b

on his side, he smoothed her hair back an

hen sat up. “What if

r question s

lady somebody

enter of his chest like a ton

e pray f

ising himself for not having her say her prayers i

r a husband and kids. Thank you for all our blessings, our home, food, the ranch, the animals, Uncle Tory . . .” She went

Ame

them to go through security. He could tell that Troy hadn’t wanted to leave,

s always going to be something k

ty said, glarin

her a supe

out the woman, but we’ve never taken a vaca

ut his fist up but kept his foc

o Bobby, staring at R

o Ross. “He’ll ta

his brother and wife to

vacation,” Kinley said. Her

ezed her hand, hatin

y, lightly taking her hand. “You guys will go on the next vacation, and we’

Kinley adored her, she dov