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Unjust Suspicions
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Chapter Seventeen

Luis got back in his rented car and sighed, laying his head down on the steering wheel as he fought to keep himself together. He'd just visited Angela Baker number seven and once again he'd been disappointed. He was starting to think that the Angela Baker on the airplane was simply a coincidence and that Sheridan was off in Europe somewhere, laying on a beach sunning herself, while she had a good laugh knowing that everyone was searching for her.

Still, Luis wasn't one to give up without trying every avenue and he had four Angela Bakers to go. The next on the list was a woman in Port Orchard. She was 26 and she had begun a job in the town library shortly after Sheridan had disappeared. She sounded promising, but then so had the other seven that had been total wastes of Luis' time.

He started the car and headed off toward Port Orchard, after consulting his map. As he drove the radio station faded out and he hit the knob to scan for a new station. It picked up one that was very clear and just starting a new set of music. It was a country station, but Luis didn't care. Any kind of music was fine as long as nothing resembled tango music. Hearing it practically split his heart in two. Now the DJ was announcing the next song, the recent single, "I'll be" by Reba McEntire. The words seemed to flow right into Luis' soul....

When darkness falls upon your heart and soul
I'll be the light that shines for you
When you forget how beautiful you are
I'll be there to remind you
When you can't find your way
I'll find my way to you
When troubles come around
I will come to you

I'll be your shoulder
When you need someone to lean on
Be your shelter
When you need someone to see you through
I'll be there to carry you
I'll be there
I'll be the rock that will be strong for you
The one that will hold on to you
When you feel that rain falling down
When there's nobody else around
I'll be

Luis listened carefully to the words, feeling that the song was written for him. If he could sing a song for Sheridan he would want to tell her all the same things...

And when you're there with no one there to hold
I'll be the arms that reach for you
And when you feel your faith is running low
I'll be there to believe in you
When all you find are lies
I'll be the truth you need
When you need someone to run to
You can run to me

I'll be your shoulder
When you need someone to lean on
Be your shelter
When you need someone to see you through
I'll be there to carry you
I'll be there
I'll be the rock that will be strong for you
The one that will hold on to you
When you feel that rain falling down
When there's nobody else around
I'll be

I'll be the sun
When your heart's filled with rain
I'll be the one
To chase the rain away

I'll be your shoulder
When you need someone to lean on
Be your shelter
When you need someone to see you through
I'll be there to carry you
I'll be there
I'll be the rock that will be strong for you
The one that will hold on to you
When you feel that rain falling down
When there's nobody else around
I'll be

Angela wiped the tear from her eye as the last part of the chorus faded away. That song always made her weep. It spoke of things she'd thought she'd found in Luis. Things that she dreamed of. He had seemed to be her rock, her shelter, her guiding light... she'd wanted him to be those things. The song spoke of devotion the likes of which she'd never experienced and probably never would.

Not only did the words remind her of Luis, but they reminded her that her future was destined to be void of the kind of love they spoke of. She knew she should turn the radio off when the song came on but she seemed to be powerless to do it. Not only could she not bring herself to turn it off, she found herself drawn closer to the radio... to be certain that she heard every word.

Luis was blinking hard to keep the tears he felt burning behind his own eyes from trickling out. He was amazed at the feelings a song could invoke in him. He turned the station, tuning into some loud music... the kind that barely seemed to have lyrics and tried to force the song from his mind. It wasn't easy, but by concentrating on the road and the banging coming from the speakers he managed to stop feeling, for just a little while.

The car ate up the miles between him and Port Orchard and soon he found himself in the middle of the small, yet bustling town. The Washington map he carried didn't have street maps of the smaller towns and he stopped at a diner on the main street. He was hungry anyway and he would ask for directions while he was there. In no time he would be at the home of Angela Baker number eight. He wasn't feeling nearly as optimistic as he'd been before arriving in Washington, but he still held a glimmer of hope and he would continue to hold it until he'd checked out every Angela Baker in the United States if he had to.

He would never give up.

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