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Chapters (63)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. A NOTE TO THE READER
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Chapter Thirty-Six
  40. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  43. Chapter Forty
  44. Chapter Forty-One
  45. Chapter Forty-Two
  46. Chapter Forty-Three
  47. Chapter Forty-Four
  48. Chapter Forty-Five
  49. Chapter Forty-Six
  50. Chapter Forty-Seven
  51. Chapter Forty-Eight
  52. Chapter Forty-Nine
  53. Chapter Fifty
  54. Chapter Fifty-One
  55. Chapter Fifty-Two
  56. Chapter Fifty-Three
  57. Chapter Fifty-Four
  58. Chapter Fifty-Five
  59. Chapter Fifty-Six
  60. Free eBook
  61. Also by Alexa Rivers
  62. Acknowledgments
  63. About the Author

“You too.” I hung up, still cursing. Damn. Mornings were almost always quiet. Why did today have to be different?

* * *

It was ninety minutes before I got back to the fire station and was able to check my phone to see if Kennedy had sent any updates. There were no messages from her, but there was one from Nate.

Nate: Braddock family working bee at Grace’s place tonight. We’re going to clean up the spray paint and check for any weak spots in the cottage’s security because the asshole managed to avoid being caught on camera.

I sent a quick reply.

Liam: Thanks for organizing. I’ll be there as soon as my shift ends.

I pocketed my phone and returned to duty.

The rest of the shift seemed to drag. Whether it was because of my impatience to finish, or just because it was a slow day, I didn’t know, but by the time my twelve hours were done and I clocked out, every instinct I had was screaming at me to get to Kennedy and make sure she was all right.

I drove straight to Grace’s place, noting a number of Braddock family vehicles parked along the frontage, and headed up the path to the cottages. The left one stood empty, the door open, but the right one, where Kennedy was staying, was a hive of activity. The door looked to have been freshly painted, and Grace was sitting on the top stair, clad in paint-flecked overalls. Nate and Toby were messing with the camera I’d installed on the front porch. I raised a hand to greet them as I approached.

“Hey, bro,” Toby said. “Connor couldn’t make it, and Dad is at work. The others are inside.”

I gave him a one-armed hug and did the same with Nate, then reached down to touch Grace’s shoulder. “Thanks. I appreciate it.”

“No big deal.” Nate’s expression was dark. “It pisses me off that we haven’t got the jerk locked up yet though.”

“You’re doing the best you can. It’s not as if you have many resources.”

He scowled. “Yeah. I’d like a few more, but it’s hard to get manpower for a stalking case.”

“It’s just wrong,” Grace said. “Everyone should have a right to safety and privacy.”

“I know, Gracie.” Nate sighed. “But some fuckers just don’t understand that, especially when it comes to celebs.”