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“Sage! What the hell are you—”
The door slammed shut.
Caleb stared at it while he tried to figure out what was happening.
Addison was still talking, but who gave a damn?
“She’s leaving me,” Caleb said. “Sage is—”
He dropped the phone, ran for the door, pulled it open … Too late.
The carpeted hall seemed to stretch into infinity.
And Sage was gone.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CALEB reached the elevators in time to see one going up and the other going down.
He ran for the fire stairs, took them two at
a time, burst through the doors into the lobby …
Too late.
There was no one there except the clerks at the reception desk, who stared at him.
He knew how he must look.
Hair on end. A wild look in his eyes, as if the world had just ended.
The doorman saw him coming. It was a new guy, one Caleb had never seen before, and though he smiled politely, his eyes were full of caution.
“Sir? May I help you?”
“Did a woman just come through here?”
“Sir?”
“A woman,” Caleb said impatiently. “My …” His what? What did he call her? What was she? Not his wife. His girlfriend? His fiancée? Dammit, none of those was right. “Blonde. Tall. She came in with me a little while ago.”
“Oh. Yes, sir, she did. I offered to get a taxi for her but—”
Hell. Caleb looked through the glass doors. It wasn’t just raining, it was pouring.
“Where did she go?”
“That way. Toward the corner of—”
Caleb took off, running.
He was in good shape. He always had been. He’d ridden horses since he was a kid; in high school and college, he’d played football. He’d completed the requisite twelve weeks of Marine Corps training before joining The Agency—he could still do a hundred push-ups, run a four-minute mile, no sweat.
He was grateful for it now because the rain was heavy, the wind had come up …
And, dammit, Sage was nowhere in sight.
Maybe the doorman had it wrong.
