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They turned back to her. "Fine, let's say you aren't the woman he's been sleeping with. You should know who it was. Tell us."

"I'm not telling you jack-squat. And not because I don't want to. It's because I don't know."

"You will tell us," one growled.

"I just told you I don't know."

"You're lying."

"Jesus, this again." She rolled her head around back, looking up at the barn roof.

"Who is this woman he’s seeing?"

She sagged against the rope and sighed. "I. Don't. Know. I don't know who he was sleeping with. I was the nanny. I just watched after Marigold, and that was it. Nothing else."

"You're lying," another growled, getting into her space. She snapped her head back, looking at them. "Tell us the truth."

"That is the truth. Now let me go."

Another stepped forward, getting into her space. "We will let you go when you tell us the truth."

"I already did!"

The one in the back shrugged. "Fine, you don't want to tell us. Maybe some time alone will change your mind."

They untied her from the rope and retied her around a beam. She stumbled backward into the hay, and her muscles gave out. She had no fight in her to even argue anymore. She watched them open the barn door and slam it shut behind them. Her stomach clenched as she heard the van start up.

It pulled away, and a sob broke free from her. She cried hard, crying out for Timber. She missed him. She needed him.

Over the past few days, she'd been trying to keep herself together, but she was only fooling herself. She wanted Timber so badly, it hurt.

She missed Marigold, and she missed the life she had. She hated how things turned out. This wasn't how everything was supposed to go.

TWENTY-NINE

TIMBER

Timber went to the first house on his list. It was Elias's house. He owned a large house in one of the most popular neighborhoods in the town. He didn't see him having Lyra, but he wasn't taking his chances.

Being sure that no one saw him, he walked around the house, looking for an open window or a back door. He heard Elias on the phone inside.

He froze by a window, where Elias sat at a desk on the phone. He kept moving, finding the back door. His shifter sight led the way.

Timber slipped inside and went to the office door. He grabbed a little wire, sticking it into the doorknob. If he wanted to leave, he wasn't going to.

Then, he surveyed his house. He checked all the rooms and every floor, but there wasn't any sign of Lyra. Not even a note or a note of where to go for a meeting.

He slipped out the back door when he heard him trying to turn the knob. "Goddamn it, Chuck, I have to call you back. My damn door is stuck again. I have to call a locksmith."

Timber smirked, shutting the door behind him. He rounded the house, laughing as he heard him struggling to get the door unlocked. He would never have that problem with his shifter strength.

Once back in his truck, he marked him off the list. He went to River's house, seeing she wasn't home. He moved through her small home, slightly disturbed by the number of stuffed animals she had on display. It creeped him out.

He shrugged the feeling off and kept looking. There was nothing there and no sign of Lyra. He left the house as quickly as he had arrived.

At Callum's house, he heard the man moving around. He rubbed his head, trying to think of a way to get into the house without him knowing.

He then had an idea. He pulled his phone out and made a call. He went around the other side of Callum's house when his doorbell rang.

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