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“What kind of situation?”

Caleb hesitated. “A young woman. Found unconscious behind Ember & Oak about an hour ago. One of their servers, apparently. They don’t know yet if she’s going to be okay. They think maybe her boyfriend was behind it.”

The words landed wrong. Luke turned them over, not sure why they snagged the way they did.

Ember & Oak. Where Jenna and Wes had eaten lunch.

He didn’t say it out loud. Maybe it was nothing. Maybe it was exactly what it looked like—a random, terrible thing that had nothing to do with any of this.

He didn’t believe that. Not tonight.

“If we sense any imminent danger, we should call him,” Caleb added. “He made that clear.”

“Understood.” Luke studied his brother’s face, sensing something else behind his gaze. “What are you thinking?”

“We’ve got a professional shooter who’s possibly been contracted to find Jenna. We’ve got Travis Henderson, whose main goal in life is to stir up trouble. And we have the Hardings breathing down our neck.” Caleb paused. “And now this.”

“I know.” Luke wished there was something more he could say, some kind of solution he could offer.

But there was none.

Caleb gestured toward the house. “Come on. It’s cold.”

Luke nodded, but the weight of everything settled across his shoulders.

He didn’t know how to hold all of it at once.

But he had no choice but to move forward.

CHAPTER 24

Jenna was heading downstairs when she heard the back door open.

She paused as Luke, Caleb, and Max stepped inside, bringing the cold night air in with them. She scanned Luke’s face, trying to read his expression.

What had they discovered out there?

She couldn’t read him. But at least she knew he was okay. Nothing had happened to him or the other two men outside.

She hadn’t realized that was her fear until now.

She exhaled. Danger isn’t around every turn or lurking in every shadow. The lights going out could have been a fluke. It could have been the storm.

She didn’t really believe that, however.

“Cora and Liam woke up, but they’re back to sleep now,” she told Luke. “Cora took a few minutes.”

An unreadable emotion flashed through his gaze before he said, “Thank you.”

“Of course.”

Max slipped away, heading back into his room.

Caleb pulled off his jacket and looked between them, seeming to sense they needed a moment. “I’ll let Mom and Naomi know what we found.”

He disappeared toward the main room without waiting for a response.

When he was gone, Luke ran a hand across the back of his neck, exhaustion lining his gaze.