Love Inspired Suspense January 2014 (82 page)

Across the street, headlights flashed. Serena signaling from her unmarked car. They'd worked as a team before. Despite her grief and anger over Daniel's death, Hunter trusted Serena to do her job and do it well.

He glanced in the rearview mirror, met Annie's eyes.

“It's going to be okay,” he said, because he thought she needed the reassurance.

She nodded.

She probably didn't believe him. He couldn't blame her. She'd been promised that she'd be safe in St. Louis, told that she wouldn't be found, that she and her daughter had nothing to fear. He'd said all those things to her on the plane ride back from Milwaukee. They should have been true.

Someone had found Annie, though.

Who?

How?

That
was the better question.

No one but marshals working the case knew where the safe house was located. Hunter had gone to incredible lengths to make sure they weren't followed when he brought Annie to her appointments with prosecuting attorneys. Long rides out into the country and back, circuitous routes through the heart of downtown—all of it designed to throw off a tail or to spot one.

There'd been no indication that they'd been followed, but the safe house had been compromised. Logical reason dictated that someone had leaked the information, but Hunter wanted to think anything other than that.

Too bad he couldn't.

He rubbed the back of his neck, glad that Annie was keeping her thoughts to herself. It was probably tempting to throw accusations. After all, she was doing the feds a favor by testifying. She'd been promised a lot of things that had made Hunter cringe. Things that could never really be promised—a new life, a new home, a chance to put the past behind her and to put her husband's killers in jail.

All Hunter had promised was that he'd keep her safe.

He intended to do that.

Nothing and no one was going to keep that from happening.

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ISBN-13: 9781460324745

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Copyright © 2014 by Jodie Bailey

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