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He stepped in the outer office and flipped on the lights before he let Angie inside Glancing around the waiting rooie’s perspective The rooe There were a few antique chairs, a coffee table and la that wouldand amaze her

“This is nice” She trailed her finger along the stained-glass laet it?”

“Antique store,” he said gruffly and ignored her look of surprise He didn’t want to explain hoound up looking at antiques or how he bought the laeneration

He bought the furnishingswith them Every piece of furniture he had in his office and in his home had once been important to a family He didn’t have heirlooms of his own, but he took care of the ones people discarded

Angie stepped in front of a framed print of Norman Rockwell’s The Runaway She looked confused and yet char on a stool at a restaurant while talking to a runaway boy

When she left the picture and focused on hi else She was trying to understand the connection between him and the print “What kind of clients do you have?” she asked

It was a siive an easy answer, but the knot in his chest tightened “Families, mostly”

“What do you do for them?”

“Contactrelatives for one reason or another I track down people who don’t want to be found or think they’ve been forgotten A have a few cases finding heirs named in a will and a few deadbeat dads”

Angie strolled around the room “So the case with Heidi is different for you”

“It’s the kind of work I want to do”

She looked at him sharply “Why is that?”

“Years ago, Heidi and her parents had a falling-out because of her substance abuse They lost contact with her and they orried Heidi didn’t know that her fa for her They didn’t know if she was alive or in trouble Now they have a second chance”