Chapter 4Kel stood in the deep shadows between two of the houses across the street from where Richard Blackbourne lived. It was close to midnight, and all the residences on the street were dark. He thanked his lucky stars that, apparently, no dogs lived in any of the homes near his position. Either that or they didn’t care enough that he was there to alert their owners.
He checked the time again. If what he’d found out was true, he had less than fifteen minutes before the men he was waiting for showed up. “If I’d had a working brain…” he grumbled under his breath.
He hadn’t known Richard was going to be attacked earlier in the week, in what he thought was supposed to seem like a mugging gone bad—unless it really was and had nothing to do with had happened since then. Either way, when he
