“Call 911!” a male voice sounding like Axel shouted.

Sasha began struggling against him. “It’s Cass. I know it is. Let me go see what’s wrong!”

By now, Linc and Dash had disappeared, heading for the entrance while Xander held on to Sasha, certain this had everything to do with her stalker. He always trusted his instincts, his years in the Marines telling him everything he needed to know.

“Calm down. We’ll know something soon,” he said, running a hand over her hair.

She stopped fighting him and her muscles relaxed, but the tension vibrating through her didn’t.

Finally, Linc walked back inside, his gaze zeroing in on his pregnant wife before he met Xander’s gaze.

“What happened?” Sasha asked.

Jordan rushed over to him and he pulled her into his side. “Axel walked Cassidy to the front entrance. Her car and security were outside. She insisted she’d just rush straight to the car and he let her. He said he wasn’t as up on the situation as he should have been and assumed her security detail was just standard operating procedure for Sasha and those closest to her.” Linc shot Sasha an apologetic look before continuing. “A guy came out of the shadows. He stepped up to Cassidy and apparently shocked her with a stun gun.”

Sasha gasped and Xander tightened his grip on her, this time to keep her standing.

“Is she okay?” Sasha asked, her voice bordering on hysterics.

“She’s with Dash and Axel and an ambulance is on the way. Axel watched the guy approach, ran out at the same time he zapped her, and yelled. The asshole bolted to his car that was left running. Bastard obviously planned to grab her and go.”

Xander clenched his jaw. “Not a well-thought-out plan with her security right there.”

“He’s not in his right mind,” Linc muttered.

“All I know is what happened to her should have happened to me.” Her voice cracked. “I need to see her.”

Knowing he couldn’t keep Sasha from her friend, Xander released his hold. “Come on.” He took her hand and led her outside just as the ambulance and a cop car arrived.

Cassidy sat on the sidewalk, Axel kneeling by her side and Dash pacing around them.

“Cass!” Sasha jerked her hand out of his and ran to Cassidy’s side. “I’m so sorry,” she said, her hand shaking as she reached out to touch her friend’s shoulder.

“It’s not your fault. He’s sick. He tased me and I hit the ground. I think he said you’re not her… but I can’t be sure. I was a little out of it,” she said wryly.

The police and paramedics pushed their way through, taking over, and Jared ran over from where he’d parked the car a few feet away.

“Our guy is escalating,” he said.