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umpteenth time, and said, “I’m going to call a cab. I need to go see my former supervisor, Justin Michaels, and figure out if we can pull together a plan to put de Chastelain away for good—before he gets released.”
    â€œI’ll go with you. I’ve got the rental, remember?”
    â€œI can take a cab, and besides, I’d rather you not go.”
    â€œWell, too bad. I’m going. Paulo’s stable and being carefully monitored. I’ve got my cell, and the hospital will call if I’m needed. I’ve got no reason not to go.”
    â€œLucas, that’s crazy. I don’t even know…I mean…”
    â€œExactly what are you trying to say, Anna?”
    â€œIt could be dangerous and I don’t want you involved if I’m putting myself back into the line of fire.”

THREE
    H e stilled, keys swinging from his fingers. “‘Back in the line of fire’?”
    Anna snapped her mouth shut. Oh, Lord, he’s been my best friend for close to three years. Don’t let him do something stupid like think he has to try to help…or stop me from doing what I need to do. She was well aware the only reason their relationship hadn’t gone beyond friendship was because of his attitude toward God…and the fact that she hadn’t quite put her past to rest. But she also knew the “more than friendship” feelings were right there waiting to burst forth and make themselves known.
    Tucking the keys back in his pocket, he placed his hands on her shoulders, forcing her to look at him. Brown eyes stared down at her. She swallowed hard as he demanded, “Anna, what do you mean, ‘back in the line of fire’?”
    Tears welled, and she blinked them back. “Four years ago, I was…under special protection.” In the hospital recovering from a bullet wound and an emergency hysterectomy while the person who’d shot her got away clean, but she left out those details. “The two FBI agents assigned to guard me…died. They died protecting me, okay? I can’t let anyone else get in the way, put themselves in the path of this killer. Especially not you.”
    His eyes glinted at that last part, but he didn’t address it. Instead he asked, “What else is there, Anna? What else were you going to tell me down in the cafeteria before we were interrupted?”
    Glancing at her watch, she grimaced. How much should she say? Justin would be waiting for her, but she couldn’t just walk out on Lucas. Spying two chairs down the hall, she nodded toward them, talking as they sat. “I knew de Chastelain was into much more than just tax evasion. I couldn’t leave it alone. So, I decided to give it one more shot. My ‘employer’ was still supposedly in India. His wife was at a party and the kids were in bed. I went down to his office to do one last search, but I heard a noise in the living room. Thinking one of the children might be up, I went to check it out, but as I got closer, I realized it was voices belonging to several men. No one was supposed to be in that house but me, the kids and the live-in housekeeper who slept on the third floor. Now here were these strange men in the living room and I had two kids to protect. Just as I was about to call 911, I heard some grunts, a yell, harsh breathing. Then I heard, ‘Get rid of him.’”
    â€œOh, Anna…”
    â€œI peeked around the corner to see my employer, obviously not in India, bending over the body holding a knife. He must have flown home that day without letting anyone know. I decided to get out of there. There was no way I could take on all of them and live to tell about it. Backup would take too long. I fled, but must have made some noise because I heard someone coming. The closest room was his office. I slipped in and hid under the desk.”
    Lucas shut his eyes as though he couldn’t bear the picture she was painting.