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And she had left that lipstick tube in the bed. Thinking more clearly now, she had to wonder…was it possible her sister knew what the tube contained and that she was being tracked?

Rain’s wink suggested to Dove that she’d left the tube behind on purpose—so Quaide would find Dove.

A pained breath seared up her throat. She dropped her forehead against the cool leather seat in front of her and let everything roll through her mind. DidRainsaveher? It seemed she had.

That was not the act of a selfish, immature woman. All these weeks, Dove didn’t think for a minute that her sister had grown up or changed. She never took her situation with Dom seriously.

Now, she saw the truth of the situation. Sometime when she wasn’t paying attention, Rainhadgrown up, and while she might not be perfect in the future to come, she really had moved forward from the life she’d been stuck in for so many years following their family tragedy.

“Rain’s all I have,” she whimpered.

Lark squeezed her fingers again. “That’s not true, but I know how important she is to you.”

“I can’t sit here waiting for the two people I love to come out of there safe!”

“Quaide is coming out with Rain very, very soon.I promise you.”

The force behind her words made Dove sit up straighter. All of a sudden, she realized why Quaide yelled at Lark to open the door.

“You have an earpiece!”

Lark nodded, but her expression wavered with worry.

This time Dove gripped her friend’s forearm hard. “What aren’t you telling me? They’re in trouble, aren’t they?” Her voice elevated with each word.

“They’re gonna be all right, Dove. Trust the team.”

“How do you know? Sentry is two months old! They’re babies!”

She shook her head. “Not babies. Those men have four decades of experience between them—they will get your sister and get out safe.”

She slung her forearm across her eyes and took deep breaths that she tried to keep even. Her clothing still smelled like smoke from the fire.

A tear leaked from the corner of her eye. “The house…”

“Don’t worry about the house, Dovey.”

She jerked at the pet name her sister used. Hearing it spread a soothing balm over her bruised and battered soul.

Rain wasn’t the only person she had in this world. She had Lark, Quaide, Clay and the Abels. Without a doubt, she knew that if she ever needed someone to come to her rescue, aid, or she just needed a shoulder to cry on, she had them.

In her mind’s eye, she saw the guys tipping their cowboy hats. The act was a brotherhood that filled her with awe and a passion that bordered on pride to be affiliated with the team at all, let alone sit in their presence and be a part of it all.

She dropped her arm and stared at Lark. The woman sat behind the wheel, twisted so that she could see her profile. It was silhouetted by the greenish glow of the building’s lights. But that eerie cast wasn’t what caused Dove’s stomach to plunge.

She was listening to whatever was happening between the men inside.

As she looked on, Lark dived across the seats, popped the glove compartment and whipped out a handgun.

Dove’s scream was cut off by shock when her friend leaped out of the vehicle and ran around the front. She yanked open the passenger door and the other back door. When her gaze hit Dove’s across the seat, a cold shiver rippled down her spine.

“Don’t move, Dove. They’re coming out and—” She broke off, struggling. “Well, just don’t move.”

Heart hammering in her throat, she nodded. All she could do now was wait for what was to come.

Seconds later, Lark jumped behind the wheel again, poised to drive the getaway. At that very second, the door burst open and three figures emerged.

Dove cried out, surging to the edge of the seat and peering through the windshield at the people making slower progress than they should.

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