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got interrupted, or whoever nabbed her called them to tell
them to ditch the place.”
    “Stop looking at the simple and
obvious. Use your brain for something other than filler for your skull. What’s
missing?”
    A growl almost left his mouth
at his beta’s goading. But Wyatt wouldn’t provoke him without reason. Gavin’s
brows drew together as he looked at all the papers. He riffled through them
some more and located Bailey’s father’s birth certificate and his driver’s
license, lots of things for Joseph, but other than the death certificate,
nothing identifying for Mary Jean. “The mother’s stuff is missing.”
    “Yes, as is Bailey’s birth
certificate, I’ll bet,” Wyatt added.
    “So you don’t think she was a
random choice? They chose her because of her mother?”
    “It’s a possibility.”
    “Why would murderous, raping
bastards care?” Gavin almost yelled as he stood, his impotence fueling his
anger.
    Wyatt shrugged. “I guess it’s
something we’ll have to find out.”
    “Let’s get out of here. We’re
not going to find her trail sifting through this.”
    Exiting as surreptitiously as
they had arrived, they met up with Jaxon and Parker at the truck.
    “Find anything?” Gavin asked
without greeting.
    Jaxon took a step back and held
up his hands. “Whoa, what’s got your boxers in a bunch? Jeez, you’d think they
stole your mother the way you’re frowning.”
    “He met the girl at the bar who
was taken. Took quite a shine to her too.”
    “I wasn’t the only one who
noticed she was something special,” Gavin growled.
    “Damn, boss. That sucks. Wish
we had better news then. Whoever it was cased the joint. One hung out in the
alleyway bordering the place and the parking lot behind it. Another fellow was
watching across the street. Unfortunately, they had wheels, so once they
hightailed it, I lost their trail.”
    “Great, another dead end.”
Gavin raked his fingers through his hair and blew out a tired sigh.
    “We need to get back to the
cabin and get some sleep.”
    “I can’t. She’s out there
somewhere with those animals.”
    “And you’re not going to do her
any good if you’re exhausted and not thinking straight. We’ll hit this again
with a fresh outlook tomorrow night.”
    It galled Gavin that Wyatt
spoke the truth. Fatigue did pull at him, but so did fear that every moment he
wasn’t searching, they were hurting Bailey, the lady with the shy smile and
warm eyes.
    However, getting himself murdered
or making stupid mistakes would hurt her even more, so even though it just
about killed him to call off the hunt for the night, he did.
    Back at the cabin, sleep eluded
him, abetted by his restless wolf, who paced in his mind as if demanding why
they weren’t out in the woods hunting the rogues down, tracking the woman who
intrigued them. He would, as soon he knew where to start to looking.
    Hold on, Bailey. I will find you.

Chapter Two
     
    Waking up with a pounding head
didn’t bode well, but regaining consciousness to realize she hung, naked and
manacled, spread-eagle, totally beat any hangover. And scared the bejesus out
of Bailey.
    Everything in her body hurt. Pinpointing
the origin of her pain proved elusive, though. Even her teeth and hair ached.
It made her scared to open her eyes.
    Was I involved in an accident?
    She didn’t even own a car, let
alone recall getting into one. The last thing she did remember was the bar, and
that handsome cowboy who’d left her sipping on her drink as she wandered
around, getting in the mood to dance, then . . . nothing.
    A dark figure with glowing eyes . . .
    The feeble image slipped away. A
hazy fog clouded her memories, and fear joined the agony of her body. Someone slipped me a Mickey. All the
warnings she’d heard over the years, mostly paranoid speeches from her mum, ran
through her mind. And yet, she’d guarded her drink, or so she thought,
receiving it directly from the bartender and not leaving it unattended.
    Except