CHAPTER SEVEN

LANDON:

I was on my way home when her scent reached me. An irresistible pull that I couldn't ignore. Simultaneously, as I grappled with this unexpected sensation, Cross sent me all the information he had gathered about her. Venita Lowell, a mysterious woman, definitely too young to be a mother, especially one who seemed unaware of the child's father. Fascinating.

Her case had grabbed the attention of the police, the local hospital, and even the press until it eventually quieted down. That meant I wouldn't easily get a meaningful answer from her about how she conceived Sasha. I could still try. Who knows? Or, it could be a case I was going to work on my own if she proves to be useless. Just great!

I was parked by the side of the road, scrolling through Venita's background information on my tablet. As I went through the details, a faint, pleasing scent drifted into my senses. It was like a gentle floral breeze, reaching out and entwining itself around me.

Unexpectedly, this subtle arom