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“She should be there by dawn.”
“Crap. I hate when you do this.”
“You being safe if a little higher on my priority list. You knew it going into this. I’ve let you—”
“Let me?” She surged up in her seat to the edge.
“Isabella, I don’t fuck around about this. Ever.”
“You don’t know if she’s doing this—”
“She is.” She heard the rasp of his palm against his stubble through the phone. “Aimee hasn’t been able to get into the last six shows.”
“Maybe she’s finally losing interest. Or, sorry next dude, maybe she found someone else to focus on?”
“You have no idea how much I wish that was the case.”
The front doorbell rang and Nic ran for the door. Adam came in and hugged his wife, ushering her back inside so he could close the door. He came over to sit beside Bella and squeezed her leg before he wrapped an arm around Nic.
“You have to get some sleep, Logan. You have a radio show in a few hours.”
“I’ll be fine.”
“Sarah will be here soon and I don’t think the cops are going anywhere. At least try and lay down to rest your voice.”
“Did I mention that I hate this?”
“You certainly did.” She pinched the bridge of her nose. “I’m hanging up. My phone needs a charge anyway. I even killed my little backup battery guy.”
He sighed. “Text me when Sarah gets there.”
“I will.”
“Don’t do anything stupid. Listen to the cops and listen to Sarah. Please?”
“Lucky for you, I know you’re just worried and didn’t really just insult my intelligence.”
“I love you.”
“Back atcha, pain in my ass.” She plugged her phone in and stood. “Hi, Adam.”
“Excitement never ends, B.”
She rubbed the back of her neck. “Oh, yeah.”
Nic had her fingers laced through Adam’s fingers as she hugged his arm. “The officer wants to talk to you.”
“Finally.” She headed over to the kitchen island where the cops had congregated to drink all of her coffee. “Hi, Officer Quinn. Is there something you gentlemen need?”
“No, we’re fine. Thanks for the coffee.” He shoved his hands into his pockets. “The thing is, it was a little more than an animal tripping the alarm.”
She forced herself not to shudder even as her skin flooded with goosebumps. “How much more?”
“Someone gutted a deer and hung it off your fence.”
“Oh my God.”
“That, of course, tripped the sensor. But then the coyotes we’ve been having so much trouble with couldn’t give up that kind of feast.”
