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we’ll figure that part out.”
    Mike’s smile assured her their relationship was more than safe.
    She hoped it remained that way.
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    Mike looked at his watch after Nikki drove away. It showed past midnight. He knew he’d scheduled the team to meet at seven o’clock in the situation room. He called them immediately after he left Jess and Tom’s with the news of the postcard. With Nikki’s help, there wasn’t much for them to do until they found a lead to work with. Mike hoped he’d hear back from Saunders in the morning and the man had something for them to work with. Mike grabbed a beer from his fridge, exhausted but determined to protect Jess. He had to know who sent that postcard.
    Mike walked over to his computer and picked up the card. Back at the lab, he’d compared the handwriting to the original postcards Marshall sent. He hadn’t shared his findings with anyone, not even Nikki. It still haunted him. The handwriting on today’s postcard matched the ones Marshall wrote years ago. Mike knew it couldn’t be him, the man was dead. Jess shot him last year in her kitchen. Mike wondered if Marshall wrote the note on the postcard and gave it to someone. He brushed his fingers through his hair. Frustrated with the postcard, he tossed it onto his desk and picked up his beer. He barely got the bottle to his lips when he noticed the picture on the postcard. Mike picked it up again to have a closer look. The postcard had four small pictures on it with San Francisco Memories written in the center, but crossing over each picture. He never noticed it before until the light from his desk lamp caught an angle of the top left picture.
    Mercy General before it was rebuilt. The picture in black and white showed the old hospital. Mike remembered the hospital from his childhood. His parents took him there to visit his grandmother. The new hospital had been built about ten years ago. Mercy General had been the hospital Marshall dropped Tom off after he stabbed him two years before. The arrogant bastard even drove Tom’s car to take him to the hospital. At first, the team wondered why he took Tom to the hospital and didn’t leave him for dead. They figured Marshall didn’t want Tom dead when the doctor informed them Tom’s many stab wounds just missed internal organs. It was if Marshall knew where to stab without killing Tom. Marshall wanted control of his own sick game.
    Mike took notice of the picture in the right corner: The old shipyard warehouse district. Kyle Davidson held Jess and Tiffany hostage in one of those old warehouses. Mike wondered if all pictures on the postcards were memories of Trevor Marshall, not San Francisco. The bottom left photo showed the private girl’s school in Presario Heights. Mike began to think about the Marshall case and remembered the undercover operation at the school. Marshall’s victims had gone to that school. The bottom right photo showed an old orphanage building. Mike knew he’d seen it before but couldn’t recollect if it still stood. What the hell did an orphanage have to do with Marshall—unless it was to reflect on the fact that he left Jess and Tiffany orphans ?
    His phone rang and startled him away from his thoughts.
    “Nikki, you’ve arrived home safely. Thanks for the call, you know I worry.” Mike filled her in on his views of the postcard and she promised to research the orphanage. He said good-night and decided to get some sleep.

Chapter Five

    One day before the crash.
    Jess woke early. Between the baby kicks, attempts to get comfortable and the postcard; she hadn’t slept well. The morning sun poured through the kitchen window as she made tea. Thoughts of the postcard and Trevor Marshall raced through her mind. She stopped her thoughts and rubbed her belly. No one will hurt you. I will protect you with my life.
    The sound of the doorbell startled her.
    “Good morning Lisa, come in.” Lisa’s warm smile always calmed her instantly. Lisa’s