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My gaze snapped back to the rocking chair So on the cushions of that chair The rest of the room looked untouched, but that chair had been used There was a slight depression in the light gray cushion, not where their ass had been, but oddly, where they’d rested their head

“She’s in here,” I said, inaudible beyond the comm in my ear

I checked the bathroom first, just to be sure, but I kneould be eo in first, I met Josiah and Ephraim at the door to the closet

Taking a deep breath, I swung open the door and reached for the switch The closet was full of shit, racks and racks of women’s clothes from one end of the space to the other A damn near perfect place to hide I stepped forward, but instinct madeaze toward the side that was thickest with coats

“Cec?”

I barely breathed as a long fur coat twitched and then was slowly pushed to the side

Then there she was, blinking against the bright lights of the closet, pointing a 38 directly atat her breast

“Mark?” she asked, her eyes widening with shock

I tried to reply, but couldn’t It felt like ue was stuck to the roof of my mouth

“We’ve got two in here,” Eph murmured into the comm as he looked over my shoulder “Cecilia and a newborn baby”

“I’rowled He didn’t have to specify who he was speaking to

“I didn’t know,” I rasped, still staring at Cecilia “Jesus Christ”

Chapter 3

Cecilia

It felt like I was staring at a ghost His face had greasepaint all over the skin not covered by a full beard, and he was about a thousand times broader than ere kids—but I’d know his blue eyes, the nose that slanted slightly to the left froht cross ere fourteen, and the wide otten him teased—anywhere I’d know him anywhere

“Time to move,” the ht, too busy staring right back at me, the man shoved his way into the closet and extended his hand “I’m Ephraim Let me help you up”

I shook s, and lowered my weapon “Sorry,” I murmured as I pressed the safety and stashed it back in my purse “Give me a second”