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him, hadn’t gone unnoticed. The sheriff no doubt wanted to know who Matt was—and what he was doing with Elena.
    For a second, she felt a flicker of apprehension. She hadn’t thought about the outside impact of Matt’s presence here. If their prior relationship came out, the fact that he’d come back to town so soon after Bobby’s death could look very bad—for both of them.
    Before she could begin to sort through the ramifications and how to deal with the issue, the men had reached the house. “Afternoon, Elena,” Walt said with a pleasantness that couldn’t have been more fake.
    She made the immediate decision to go on the offensive. Once again, she couldn’t afford to look the slightest bit weak or guilty. “Good afternoon, Sheriff. Travis,” she said, nodding to the younger man in turn. She noticed he didn’t bother looking at her, his attention fixed on Matt, eyes narrowed with clear suspicion. “I’m glad to see you both.”
    The briefest flash of surprise crossed across Walt’s face. “Oh, you are, are you?”
    “Of course. You’re here about my truck, right?”
    “What about it?”
    “Oh, I thought you might be here because someone slashed my tires when I was in town a little while ago.”
    The sheriff’s eyebrows shot sky high. “That’s a pretty serious allegation, Elena. You have any proof?”
    “Two tires don’t just go flat for no reason.”
    Walt shrugged one shoulder. “Stranger things have happened.”
    “But I’m sure you’ll investigate to find out what really happened, won’t you, Sheriff?”
    “I’m a little busy trying to solve Bobby’s murder at the moment to waste time on a minor nuisance matter. I’m sure that’s where you’d prefer my resources to be focused—catching your husband’s killer, isn’t it, Elena?”
    His cloying tone made it sound like he’d caught her in some kind of trap. She simply stared back at him, unyielding. “Of course. I’d like nothing more than for you to catch the actual person responsible for killing Bobby.”
    Walt’s expression turned sardonic, clearly saying he saw what she was implying and he wasn’t fooled by her in the least. But when he spoke what he said was, “Aren’t you going to introduce us to your friend, Elena?”
    She almost started. For a moment, she’d actually managed to forget Matt was even there.
    Before she could figure out how to explain Matt’s presence and who he was, Matt answered first.
    “Mrs. Weston just hired me to help her out around here.”
    It was all Elena could do not to snap her head toward him in surprise. Instead, she did her best not to let her reaction show, not wanting to tip off the policemen that it was a lie when that would only look more suspicious.
    It turned out she didn’t need to worry. Walt and Travis never took their eyes off Matt, Walt’s expression becoming contemplative, Travis’s plainly hostile.
    “Help her out with what?” Travis asked, a sneer in his tone.
    “The ranch,” Matt said smoothly without missing a beat. “It sounded like she could use some help around here with things.”
    “Did she tell you why she needed help?” Walt asked, the question clearly leading somewhere.
    “Her husband recently died and the men he’d had working for him moved on.”
    “Did she tell you her husband was murdered?” Travis demanded. “Shot to death in that very house? Or did you already know that?”
    “As a matter of fact, she did tell me that,” Matt said.
    “And that doesn’t make you nervous about working for her? It sure scared off the rest of the hands.”
    “I guess I’m made of stronger stuff than they are.”
    “What’s your name again?” the sheriff asked, even though they all knew full well Matt hadn’t offered it.
    “Alvarez,” Matt said. “Matt Alvarez.”
    Deciding she’d had enough of this, Elena spoke up. “Is there something I can help you with, Sheriff? Something must have brought you out here, since you didn’t come about my