Coop knocked on the construction trailer door.
“Come in,” a man called.
He pushed open the door and walked inside. Although the space was large, it still seemed crowded with two men and a pretty auburn-haired woman and two toddlers running around.
The man behind the desk was Alex Casali, a big man with brown hair and gray eyes. He was a formidable man until he looked at his wife. Their affection for each other was obvious.
Alex finally noticed him. “Coop. Good to see you.”
“Hello, Alex. I thought I’d stop by to see about my starting time, but I can see you’re busy. Hello, Mrs. Casali.” He removed his hat. “Good to see you again.”
“Please, call me Allison. It’s nice to see you again, Coop. You don’t have to leave, I’m taking Will and Rose home for their nap. I think their dad’s had enough of family at the work place.” She kissed her husband. “See you later at home.” She paused. “By the way, Coop, we’re having a barbecue this weekend at the ranch. It’s for all the workers on the Vista Verde project. You are invited, and please relay the message to Lilly, Beth and the kids. It’s really a community event.”
He nodded. “Thank you, I’ll tell them.”
Alex walked his wife and children out, then returned with a smile. Coop found he envied the man, not for all his money, more so for his life and family. He’d felt the same way around his brother and his wife, Clara. Then he recalled the reason he was here: Devin’s death.
Alex walked to the desk. “Sorry the kids like to come and see me at work.”
“No apologies necessary. You’re the boss.”
“Boy, have you got that wrong.” He grinned. “My wife and kids run things. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Casali sobered as the two other workers grabbed their hard hats and headed out of the trailer. Once they were alone, he said, “You ready to start Monday?”
“All set.”
Casali smiled. “I hear you’ve been doing some repairs on Beth Staley’s house, too. She’s been bragging about you at the shop.”
Small town grapevine. “I’m not busy right now, and it’s a win-win situation. I get free meals out of it.”
“I’m glad you’re helping out. That family has had a rough few years. Come on, I’ll show you around.” Casali picked up a hard hat, handed him one and they walked outside.
They headed along the row of framed structures, the sound of hammering and power saws made it difficult to talk.
Casali walked him to an open field area away from the workmen. “I’ll introduce you to my foreman, Charlie Reed. He’ll be the one you report to, and he hands out the job schedule.” They continued to walk along the recently paved road and they reached four nearly completed homes at the end of the block.
“We’re proud of this project and I want the community involved in it as much as possible.” Alex studied him a moment. “Sheriff Bradshaw asked me to hire you. I take it there’s a good reason for that.” He raised a hand. “I’m not asking what it is, I’ve already got that lecture from Brad.” Sheriff Oliver “Brad” Bradshaw was Coop’s contact in town.
Casali went on to say, “I only worry about keeping my family and friends safe.”
“I don’t see why they wouldn’t be.”
“Well, I’m going to make sure of that. Just so you know, I’ll have extra security at the party and on the job site.”
“That’s always a good idea. It’s not unusual to have some vandalism on construction sites.”
Casali was a powerful presence. He didn’t doubt the man could take care of himself, or get things done. “Damn. I don’t like what’s going on.”
Coop knew he hadn’t fooled this man. He needed to change the subject. He told Alex about Kasey Perry’s adventure at the Dark Moon Arcade. “From what I could gather it’s not a good place for kids.”
“Not even close,” Alex agreed. “We’ve been trying to shut it down the past few years. I even offered to buy it, but the owner refused my offer.” Again Alex studied him. “It seems you’ve gotten involved in a few things since your arrival.”
He shrugged. “Just a little painting, and helped Lilly find Kasey. Like you said, it’s small-town living.”
“As a friend of Lilly and her family, we appreciate it. Maybe it’s time I alert the sheriff so he can keep a watch on the place.”
There were so many things that Coop didn’t feel safe involving a civilian in. If it was Perry who contacted the Feds, that might have been what caused his death. Did he leave behind some incriminating information? Stephanie and Santos were too interested in Mike Perry’s things. How far would they go to get it? His main job was to keep Lilly and her kids safe.
That was his number one priority.
CHAPTER FIVE
TWO mornings later, Lilly’s heart swelled at hearing laughter from outside the window. Her son was again working with Coop. Today, their resident handyman and his trusty helper were putting flagstone pavers over the already patched walkway leading up to the porch.
Coop had convinced her mother it would be cheaper to lay stone over the patched concrete than tear it out and pour a new walk.
At breakfast, Robbie had explained that the big tree in the front yard shaded the sidewalk in the morning so it was cooler to work there. They’d go back to painting when the sun moved from the side of the house.
Whatever Noah Cooper was doing, she wanted him to continue because her son was a lot happier these days. So was she. Her smile quickly died. If only she could say the same for her daughter.
She rolled her eyes at the ceiling, feeling the vibration, hearing the loud music coming from Kasey’s bedroom. It was the only thing she hadn’t taken away from the teenager.
She knew this wasn’t the end to this struggle between mother and daughter. Somehow, Lilly had to figure out a way to get through to her. What terrified her was that she might not be able to.
“Mom! Mom!” Robbie cried and she hurried outside afraid he’d gotten hurt.
A quick scan told her he was fine. So was the man standing next to him, shirtless. She felt a catch in her breath as she eyed that beautiful sculptured chest, flat stomach and …
“Come see.” Robbie interrupted her thoughts as he waved her down to the sidewalk.
She descended the steps. “What’s wrong?”
“See, Mom. I put my initials in the cement,” he told her proudly.
“Yes, you did.” She looked down at the “RP” along with the date in the grout beside the flagstone. “That looks great. So does the walk.”
“Coop said in a hundred years people will know that we did this work.”
She stole a glance at the man who rocked her son’s world these days. “That’s a lot of hot Texas summers and hard winters.”
Robbie nodded. “Coop said you should always do the best job so your work will last. So people can depend on you.”
She felt emotions welling in her throat. “That’s true. You should be proud of everything you do.”
“Do you think Daddy would be proud of me?”
She had to swallow hard as she glanced at the stoic