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“Drop the phone.”

When she did, he stomped on it.

“Now unless you want my finger to twitch, step back.”

Miles was out of his house and in his car within thirty seconds.

As Morgan sent the text, Beck and Morrison got off the plane in Middlebury.

The head of the ground crew greeted them. “FBI. Coming in late.”

“Weather in Indianapolis, delayed takeoff.”

“Yeah, we got word on that. They sent a car for you.” He gestured, then handed them the key fob. “We’ll get your bags loaded in for you.”

“The resort’s what, twenty, twenty-five minutes out, right?” Morrison asked.

“This time of night, twenty’ll do it. Funny thing. You’re the second private to come in from Indianapolis tonight. First one got out before the weather.”

“Wait.” Beck gripped his arm. “You had another private out of Indianapolis? How many passengers?”

“Just the one. Some dude. Rich dude. Had a Mercedes C-Class rental waiting. Hey! Your bags!” he shouted as they raced for the car.

“Call Chief Dooley.” Beck jumped behind the wheel.

“I’m on it.”

As he sped through town, Miles called Jake.

“He’s got her.”

“What? Nathan reported in. He watched her go in the house just minutes ago.”

“He’s got her. He’s inside. Get there.”

“Wait for me.”

“No.”

“Goddamn it.” Jake dragged on clothes. And so did Nell.

“I’m going with you.”

“No, you’re not.”

“I have my own car, so I ride with you or alone. But I’m going. This is family.”

Morgan did step back, and kept her hands up in a gesture of submission. “I know you’ve been through a lot this last year. Year and a half.”

“You don’t know anything.”

“I know you didn’t want Nina. You wanted me.”

“That’sher name! Jesus, it was driving me crazy.”

“I broke your streak, and you haven’t been able to live your life the way you want to since.”

“The way I deserve.”

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