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“Clearly, someone associated with your ex-husband wants something from you.” His placating tone grated on her nerves. “Please, come with us to the precinct. We really need to talk.”
Her baby kicked again, and she put a hand to her abdomen beneath her coat to soothe her unborn child. She was just over seven months pregnant. Stress wasn’t good for either of them.
“Fine.” She turned to face him. “But you better be prepared to share what you know too. I want answers, Officer Delaney, especially if me and my baby are truly in danger.”
The cop’s gaze dropped momentarily to her abdomen before bouncing back up to meet hers. “I understand.”
Did he? She wasn’t convinced. Yet she didn’t have much of a choice but to go along with them. Not if she wanted to understand exactly what was going on.
She reluctantly allowed Delaney to escort her back to where his partner Greer waited, hoping and praying she wouldn’t regret this.
* * *
Steele couldn’t believeJacob Feldman’s pregnant ex-wife had almost been snatched right under their noses. The near miss would earn them a scowl from their bosses, Lieutenant Joe Kingsley and Captain Rhy Finnegan. Both guys were fair and decent men, but they also held high standards.
He would take full responsibility for the incident. He and Brock had been watching her from a distance. He hadn’t anticipated those guys would try to grab her during daylight hours, early in the morning no less.
It was concerning to know Harper was pregnant and in danger. She was right; none of this was her fault.
He was certain the actions of her ex-husband had dragged her into this mess. What Harper didn’t know was that Feldman wasn’t killed in prison the way she’d been told.
No, the weasel had decided to testify against his coconspirators, so his death had been faked. Easy enough to do after he’d gotten beat up in prison bad enough to require a trip to the hospital. He was currently being held in a safe house down in Chicago. The truth would be revealed when they got closer to trial.
Someone else obviously knew Feldman was still alive. Maybe they’d even decided to abduct Harper as leverage against Feldman hoping to get the guy to change his mind about testifying against the big boss, Tommy Grotto.
Either that or someone believed Harper knew more about Feldman’s illegal activities than she’d let on.
Considering the way Harper had filed for divorce exactly twenty-four hoursbeforeJacob Feldman was arrested, he felt certain she had discovered key information related to his illegal activities.
A theory that seemed to have been the motive behind the abduction attempt.
Glancing at her in the rearview mirror, Steele took note of the way she stared out the window without saying a word.
“Did you want us to call your boss?” he asked, breaking the silence.
Her jaw tightened, but she shook her head and pulled her phone from her purse. “I’ll do it.”
He and Brock exchanged a glance as she made the call, explaining to her boss, Attorney Trent Gibson, about how she’d been attacked and was being taken to the police station for questioning.
“I promise I’m fine, and so is the baby,” she said. “I don’t know how long this will take, though.”
Another silence as she listened to whatever her boss was saying.
“Okay, thanks, Trent. I appreciate that. I’ll let you know.” She lowered the phone, then asked, “Does my boss know about you two following me?”
“No, we’ve never met him.” He held her gaze in the rearview mirror. “We only know that he’s your boss.”
“Yeah, sure.” Her tone indicated she didn’t believe him.
Brock shrugged and looked away. Steele could tell that his fellow teammate didn’t trust Harper Crane any more than she trusted them.
He pulled into the parking lot of the third district police station, then threw the gearshift into park. He pushed out from behind the wheel, then quickly jumped out to open the back passenger door for Harper, knowing she couldn’t get out of the caged area on her own.
“Be careful,” he warmed, taking her elbow. “It’s slippery.”
She gave a curt nod and allowed him to escort her inside. Brock followed behind, covering her back without being asked.
Whoever had tried to grab Harper could easily try again. A fact he wasn’t sure she really appreciated.
