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“I’ll be back, bitch,” the man said, glaring at her as he climbed out the window.

Thank goodness, she’d put her phone in her pocket. She took a photo of him as he climbed out the window. The light flashing in his eyes, blinding him for a moment. That window had been locked. He’d broken the lock.

“Come back and I’ll kill you,” she screamed leaning out the window. “I’ve got your face on my camera. Next time you won’t walk away.”

Wyatt wailed in her arms and she tried to soothe him. Thank God, he’d awakened frightened. “It’s okay, baby. No one is going to harm you. I won’t let them.”

But how could she stop them and why were they trying to take Wyatt?

When she had Wyatt settled down, she strung a bell on a string across the window and taped it to the glass. No one was getting in here again without her hearing them.

But then again, how could she sleep with people trying to break into her apartment?

Dialing Blake’s number, she knew she had to tell him. She knew it was time for him to know what was going on.

“Is he all right?”

“Yes and no,” she said. “He was crying because a strange man was in the apartment and he was trying to take Wyatt. When I came into the bedroom, he was just about to crawl out the window with him.”

“I’m on my way,” he said before she could say anything else.

What was she going to do?

An hour later, he knocked on the door and she let him in.

He took her in his arms. “All the way here, I realized I didn’t ask you if you were all right. I’ve been worried sick, but as fast as I was driving, I didn’t dare risk calling you.”

“I’m scared, but I’m all right,” she said. For the next ten minutes, she told him what had happened and he insisted they call the police. She showed him the photo of the man.

After they spent two hours with the police, it appeared that they thought someone was trying to steal the baby to hold him for ransom.

She’d never thought about someone stealing her child because he was a Landry.

“Has this been in the news?” the policeman asked.

They glanced at one another and nodded.

“You’re going to need to move,” the detective said. “You need someplace with better security.”

“I’m up on the second floor,” she said.

“Yes, but this is twice that you said someone crawled up here.”

The man was right. Last time, they’d tried to take photos, but this time someone had tried to steal her son.

With a groan, she knew that Blake was going to latch onto that. She knew he was going to try to convince her to move in with him. But she didn’t want to be dependent on him.

How did he know she was not like all the other women he’d dated? Just out to get his money?

After the police left, her neighbor Mrs. Anderson knocked on the door. “Are you two all right?”

She gave her an abbreviated version of what happened. The woman’s eyes narrowed on Blake and she gave him a cool nod. “You need to fix this.”

“I’m going to,” he told the woman with a smile. “She’ll soon be moving.”

The woman nodded. “Good. Too many strange things been going on here lately. We had a lot of men hanging out here this weekend while you were gone. I thought they were reporters, but now I don’t know what to believe.”

A trickle of fear spiraled down Cristina’s spine. She had no choice but to start looking for another apartment. It was not safe to stay here any longer.

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