My Baby, Your Son

“Does this newfound confidence in Dr. O’Neal mean you no longer deem it necessary to investigate him?”

“Well, no…. I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to make sure we’ve covered all the bases.”

“I’m glad to hear you say that, Ms. Bingham. Wouldn’t want any unpleasant surprises at some future date, would we?”

“No.” Disturbed, April gnawed on her thumbnail. “Jar- ed would not be pleased if he found out we were doing this.”

“Perhaps not,” the attorney allowed. “However, there’s no reason to think that he would. Find out, I mean. These things are handled with discretion and confidentiality, if that’s what’s worrying you.”

“Hmm.” April bit down on her nail too hard and, vexed with herself, jerked her hand away. She had half a mind to cancel the investigation after all. She had still been reeling from all she’d found out and girding herself for battle, so to speak, when she had authorized it initially. Discover the opponent’s weaknesses and capitalize on them, had been the rationale. The way things stood now, however…

She sighed. “Well, if you’re sure it won’t cause prob- lems?”

“Positive.”

The word went around and around in April’s head like a circling vulture for quite some time that afternoon. Maybe she should have called the thing off.

Still fretting about it as she left the post office later that afternoon—a substitute had been in for Jean Ivers, thank God—and feeling another headache coming on, she finally told herself—Enough.

If Jared had nothing to hide, he would never know she’d had him checked out. And in the unlikely event something objectionable should turn up, then, well—

Childish shouts and laughter abruptly snagged April’s attention.

“Hey, Charlie, watch this!”

“Heck, that’s nothin’, man!”

Turning her head toward the sound, she realized she was at the school yard where the Gulls played baseball. Sure enough, several uniformed youngsters were already on the field, tossing balls, swinging bats, warming up for a game or practice.

A leap of excitement quickened April’s pulse. Eagerly, wondering if Tyler would by chance be one of the kids, she looked around more closely. And there—her heart skipped a beat—there he was.

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