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He called Sam and asked her who was available to help.
She suggested calling Joe and Logan and to keep her updated. She’d call Phil, who had duplicate computers and feeds at his house, to check the feed.
They walked out to the covered entrance, and after the dimmed lights of the restaurant and elevator, the stark brightness of the overhead LED lights assaulted Killian’s eyes. Darkness surrounded them on the quiet street. The air was warm, and he could see the moon poking through the clouds.
He handed the valet the ticket for Anne’s car. He hadn’t wanted to drive his truck and physically help Anne into the seat when she was all dressed up. Although he enjoyed putting his hands on her—a lot — this was a special occasion. She had no problem with him driving hers.
Luckily, her house was about twenty minutes away. He turned onto the main road and drove a mile until traffic reached a screeching halt. A cacophony of honking horns and a sea of red taillights and emergency lights greeted them.
“Can we take a shortcut?” she asked nervously, wringing her hands.
Killian looked around. “Unless I can turn around somehow, no.” There were three lanes of traffic, and they were in the middle lane in a gridlock and no immediate side streets to turn in to.
“I’m calling the babysitter,” said Anne.
He heard the phone ring and ring. Anne started hyperventilating. Finally, the sitter answered, and relief washed over her.
She and Silas were still in the bathroom. The police were not there yet. The sitter thought she heard noises coming from the garage before they hid and wondered how long before Anne got there because she whispered, “I’m scared.”
“I understand, sweetie. Someone will be there soon.” Anne glanced at Killian. “There’s a can of hair spray in the drawer. If anyone breaks in the door, spray their eyes and get out.”
She hung up and rubbed her face.
“I guess hair spray is your weapon of choice now?” he quipped—anything to get her mind off the immediate problem.
Anne blew out a breath. “I should put something else in there. That was all I could think of.”
“It worked on me,” he replied. “Quick thinking.”
“Well, I’m nothing but quick.”
Killian glanced over. She gave him a small smile. He knew what it cost her to do that. He was concerned about what was happening but knew the police and KnightGuard would be there any minute. Anne was worried about the sitter but especially Silas. Damn, he was worried too.
The cars were inching ahead now. A side street was just ahead, and Killian pulled sharply into the right lane, incurring the wrath and horn-honking of an irate driver who flipped him the bird. Tough. This was an emergency.
He put the pedal to the metal and sped toward her house. As they approached, Anne’s breathing became louder. Killian put his hand on her knee.
“Breathe, sweetheart. Everything is going to be okay.”
As he turned down her street, they saw the flashing lights from the police cars creating an eerie glow in the neighborhood. It was still early enough that people were coming out of their houses to stare.
He’d barely parked the car when Anne jumped out and raced toward the darkened house. Thankfully, Logan and Joe had just parked and exited the car when they saw Killian and were able to stop her. Killian walked over to greet them while Anne was impatiently tapping her foot.
“We just got here. The police made us wait while they checked outside,” said Logan. Killian didn’t know the dark-haired man very well. He had heard the story of how Logan met his mate, Maddie, who had the unfortunate luck of photographing a murder, had a gang chasing after her, and hid out in Black Pointe. KnightGuard Security assigned Logan to protect her, and they fell in love. Imagine that!
An officer approached Anne and asked if she was the owner. Anne nodded and gave him the house key.
“Whoever it was removed the garage window,” the officer said. He took the key and opened the door.
Joe and Logan were checking around the house now.
Anne and Killian walked into the house. The lights were finally on.
An officer walked in from the mudroom and said, “It doesn’t look like whoever it was got into the house. The door to the mudroom was still locked. He probably saw the security cameras and decided not to chance coming in. The guy turned off the main circuit breaker, but I turned it back on.”
Killian wondered what frightened the person off. A locked door stopped no one who wanted to get inside. Anne followed the officer down the hall. She called out to Silas, who jumped into her arms when the bathroom door opened.
Anne was sobbing and hugging the sitter and Silas while the officer checked out the rest of the house.
