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As if he hadn’t known that from the moment he’d mentioned leaving at the Sunrise.She was terrified and thought he’d just kicked her out on her own without so much as a goodbye.

That, they would be talking about later.Right now they had bigger problems.

“How did you know to get out of your apartment?”

“Melissa called me.They were tracking the phone.She told me to destroy it and get out.”

He wanted more details, but they didn’t have time.

Tanner reached over and covered Bree’s hand that was clenched around the car seat.“I’m going to help hide you.But Gavin has to take your car, and you might never see it again.”

“That’s fine,” she whispered.

“I’ll get all the twins’ stuff out of it first.Stay here, okay?”

She nodded, exhaustion bracketing her mouth.

Tanner got out of the car with Zac and Gavin.

“I owe you guys one.”He was careful to keep his volume low enough for the transmitter not to pick it up over the radio.

Zac shook his head.“Your brother is like family to us, so that means you are, too.But those tracking and transmitting devices are high-end.She’s got some big-name trouble after her, I’m afraid.”

Tanner was afraid of that, too.

Gavin slapped him on the shoulder.“We’ll get them off your tail for as long as possible.You’re going to have your hands full.Have Noah give a shout in our direction if you need the sort of help that doesn’t involve government red tape, and we’ll be there.”

Tanner was hoping it wouldn’t come to that.

He got the rest of Bree’s belongings from her car and transferred them to his.A few moments later, Bree’s car was pulling away, Gavin behind the wheel, Zac following in the second car.

He didn’t have to worry about Zac and Gavin—they were both former Special Forces.They knew how to surveil, mislead and adapt to changing circumstances.If anyone could trick the people after Bree, it was them.

He made his way back to the car.Bree had fastened the babies’ car seats in the back seat and climbed in the front.

Fear and exhaustion still pulled at her pale skin.

“I’m sorry I had to be a jerk back in town.”

She gave a nod.“It’s okay.I understand.”

He wasn’t exactly sure what she understood.“I thought maybe you would see that I was trying to let you know something was wrong.”

She shrugged.“I thought you finally wanted what was best for Risk Peak—me gone.”

“Even after what happened yesterday afternoon?”He started the car.

“It was a kiss.It happens all the time.”

He raised an eyebrow.“Does it happen all the time to you, Bree?”

She turned and looked out the window as he turned the SUV in the direction they needed to go.“Does it matter?”

In the greater scheme of things, with all his questions...no, it didn’t really matter.But he wanted her to admit it meant something.

“Even if I had wanted you gone, I wouldn’t have done it like that, Bree.Wouldn’t have just told you to hit the road.”

“Sometimes to do the smart thing you have to make a hard decision.I didn’t blame you for that.You have a town you’re responsible for.I’m not what’s important.”