“I’ve already tried, Sarah. She’s not in the system—they’re saying she wasn’t even there.”

“What? Of course she was there. You’re FBI, Cade, try a little harder. I need to know she’s okay.”

“If she was a patient, I would have to use my FBI status to get information. I asked them to ring her room and they said they didn’t have a patient there by that name.”

“So, maybe she went home?”

He sighed. “And you don’t remember her last name?”

“No. She never gave it to me. I saw her. She said her name was Brianne. Dr. Kilgore and the nurse came in, and I was sent back to my room. Approximately forty-five minutes later, Brianne was gone and her room had been sanitized.” She stilled. “Where’s this hesitation in helping me coming from?”

Caden shrugged. “You’re obsessing over a complete stranger. I’m not sure it’s healthy.”

“I’m not obsessing, I’m concerned. And if you’d seen her, you would be too. Now, please, go do your FBI thing and track her down.” She flicked her hand, waving him away.

Gavin’s gaze ping-ponged between the siblings, his regret growing at the distance still between him and his own sister. Kaylynn often appeared like a meek little mouse and used to cry if he so much as looked at her cross-eyed. Which was understandable, he supposed. Even women he’d served with had often given him a wide berth before they’d gotten to know him. Now, Kaylynn didn’t cry. She just avoided him.

Much like Sarah had done. It had taken him aback so much that he’d actually tracked her down to make sure she was all right—and had found her eating and laughing with friends at one of the restaurants on base.

Hurt and confused, he’d left before she saw him.

The whole thing had bothered him because he had a feeling that she’d behaved in a manner completely contrary to the character of the woman he’d been getting to know.

The one who stood her ground and had no trouble voicing her opinions during their many conversations. He’d have thought she would have gone toe-to-toe with him if she felt strongly enough about something.

Like finding out her father had hired Gavin to be her personal secret security team.

Yeah. She’d feel very strongly about that one.

When Gavin focused back on the conversation, Sarah was saying, “You’ll find out if she’s okay and if she needs help.”

“Yes.”

“And you’ll be sneaky if you have to, because you’re apparently really good at that when you choose to be.”

He rolled his eyes. “If it will put your mind at rest.”

“Good. It will help.” A pause. “Thank you.”

“Welcome.” He turned to Gavin. “She’s stubborn.”