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CHAPTER NINE

JAKE

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“Just saying, I’ve neverseen a girl run so fast.Maybe she’s just not that into you.”Liam climbs out of the Jeep back now we’re back at the BHS office.

He thinks he’s funny.

He’s not.

I roll my eyes.“She’s interested.”

I am worried, though.Not so much about our date.It’s my nature to protect and fix things.Watching the blood drain from Caylee’s face and then run off has me wondering what kind of dental emergency her office could have phoned in.

Surely there isn’t anything that serious.

Liam and I continued our surveillance and investigation of the area, then circled back around.We chatted to some locals and checked out the spots where young girls had gone missing.

It was nearby that I spotted Caylee’s workplace.

A chill rushed through me, which made no sense.She’s not the target market, so to speak, yet the protective need rose up.

There are predators in this area.

Where she works.

I don’t like it.

Picking up this blind spot for the FBI is unique, and there isn’t a lot for us to go on right now.I’ve done enough investigative work to know how slow and frustrating it can be.

Until you get a break.

It could happen today or a year from now.

At least we’re doing something.

“Take my advice.Find someone else.Cole won’t be happy if he knows you’re pursuing his sister again.”

I open the office door and hold it for Liam to step inside.“She’s a grown woman.Caylee can decide to date who she wants.”

He shoots me a look.“Okay, then answer me this.If you had a sister and I were fucking her, how’d you feel about that?”

I see red.My brain literally malfunctions, my fists clench and my body starts to vibrate in a way only another trained warrior would recognize.

Liam does.

“Shit, man, you have a sister?”

I can’t speak for a moment, the memory of that night flashing before my eyes.The nightmare I never speak about.

Thatwenever speak about.