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I yanked on my hair so hard I nearly pulled a few locks loose. “Realistically, what are the odds you can keep her free? And be honest.”

“Not likely, but I’ll try my damnedest.”

And I couldn’t ask for more than that. But “not likely” wasn’t good enough. He could only do what he could do, and I appreciated any effort on his part, but I needed to increase the odds to likely.

“Thank you.”

“I’ll see you in a few.”

I ended the call, tempted to throw my phone.Control. Stay in control.

Who was I kidding? I was anything but in control. Not of the situation. Not of my emotions. Not of any of the people involved.

Daniel was my best shot and it didn’t seem good.

Short of tying up that officer and Mrs. Shepherd, locking them in a closet, and running away with Lexie and Eric, I was out of options. And that was a juvenile, desperate solution.

I was desperate.

Pathetically so.

But what would happen to Eric if Lexie was taken from him? If he was on his own without her strength and love? If Beau had him, I could still see him though. Couldn't I? Damn it. This had to be fixed.

How did this happen?

I couldn’t bring myself to threaten or bribe the officer. Apparently, I had my limits. What good were they if Lexie ended up in jail and Eric in the state’s custody?

He can help her.

I held my phone in a death grip and immediately wished the thought would disappear. Even if it was true, it wasn’t a route I wanted to take.

An image of Lexie huddled in a dark cell, terrified for Eric, was a gut punch. I’d used every option I could think of, and I was too impatient to see if any of them panned out.

Every second of my indecision and inactivity was a second closer to Lexie being carted off in a squad car.

I couldn’t allow it.

Couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t exhaust every avenue to keep it from happening.

Without further hesitation, I dialed the dreaded number.

Every ring felt like a lifetime.

All five rings were strictly a power play to remind me I was at his mercy.

“Is your issue resolved?”

Right now, I didn’t give a damn about my issue.

“I need your help.”

Chapter Four

Lexie

“Are you kidding me?”

Beau breezed into the kitchen on three-inch heels like it was the most natural thing in the world. She glared at the cuffs, which were still on my wrists behind my back.

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