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Chapters (49)
  1. “YOU’VE BEEN STUDYING ME, NARI?”
  2. Also by
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright Page
  5. Dedication
  6. Acknowledgments
  7. Prologue
  8. Chapter One
  9. Chapter Two
  10. Chapter Three
  11. Chapter Four
  12. Chapter Five
  13. Chapter Six
  14. Chapter Seven
  15. Chapter Eight
  16. Chapter Nine
  17. Chapter Ten
  18. Chapter Eleven
  19. Chapter Twelve
  20. Chapter Thirteen
  21. Chapter Fourteen
  22. Chapter Fifteen
  23. Chapter Sixteen
  24. Chapter Seventeen
  25. Chapter Eighteen
  26. Chapter Nineteen
  27. Chapter Twenty
  28. Chapter Twenty-One
  29. Chapter Twenty-Two
  30. Chapter Twenty-Three
  31. Chapter Twenty-Four
  32. Chapter Twenty-Five
  33. Chapter Twenty-Six
  34. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  35. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  36. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  37. Chapter Thirty
  38. Chapter Thirty-One
  39. Chapter Thirty-Two
  40. Chapter Thirty-Three
  41. Chapter Thirty-Four
  42. Chapter Thirty-Five
  43. Chapter Thirty-Six
  44. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  45. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  46. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  47. Chapter Forty
  48. Epilogue
  49. Teaser chapter

An unmarked tan car, sirens twirling, zipped to a stop. Two detectives, one male and one female, exited the vehicle. Did the cops in this town have nothing else going on?

Angus tossed his phone next to his knee. “I just need to call—” He stopped, staring at the innocuous device. Who did he need to call? He no longer had a team, and they all thought he’d left town. He couldn’t call Wolfe. Nari? No. She wasn’t his girlfriend, and she also thought he’d skipped town. He’d have to deal with HDD tomorrow. He sure as shit didn’t want to tonight. Tate was a possibility, but Angus had already messed up his life enough.

“Sir?” the cop asked, shielding his weapon.

“I don’t have anybody to call,” Angus said, his chest hurting more than his face. He snorted. Then he chuckled. “Not a damn person.”

Roscoe whimpered and put his jaw on Angus’s thigh.

Angus ignored the pain and petted the dog’s head, offering some comfort. “I could call Jethro,” he murmured. But no. He’d sent Jet back to the ivory tower of academia, and he really needed to let his friend find some peace. “Nope. Guess it’s just you and me, boy.” He rested his hand on the thick fur, his body feeling hollow.

The female detective took the lead. She was about fifty, with curly black hair and sharp blue eyes. “Your ID came back, and we’ll have to notify HDD. Let’s go to the station so you can make a statement.”

Angus sighed. It was procedure, but he’d had enough with interview rooms today. His phone buzzed, and he accepted the call on speaker. “Force.”

“Um, hello. Is this Angus Force?” a female voice asked.

He stiffened. “Yes. Who is this?”

“This is Sally Weston from North Valley Hospital. You’re listed as her boss and an emergency contact for Nari Zhang.”

Angus went cold. “Is Nari okay?” He pushed to his feet and the world spun.

“She’s injured and is here after an attack, so I’m notifying you.”

Angus limped toward the detectives, heat now flashing down his arms and then up his neck to burn his ears. “I’m on my way.” He clicked off. “You can interview me en route to North Valley Hospital—which is where I need to go. I’ll tell you everything, but I need a ride now.”

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

Nari sat on the examination table as the doctor finished stitching up the wound along her hairline. The myriad of HDD agents who had descended on the hospital had finally dispersed, reassured that one of their own was okay. At times like this she remembered why she liked working for the agency.

Vaughn stood in the corner and finished typing on his tablet. “I’ll have agents rotate security for your apartment until we find this guy.”