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He found a laptop computer tucked away in a drawer. After setting it on the kitchen table, he plugged it in and turned it on. Of course, the device was password protected. Eyeing the clock on the microwave, he figured quarter to nine should be early enough for Zeke, Sienna, and Bailey to be up. Sienna might sleep in after a show, but a toddler would want to be fed.

Pulling out his phone, he texted Zeke a message asking for a call as soon as possible. Less than a minute later, his phone buzzed with an incoming call.

“Hey, Zeke, how are things in Louisville?” he asked.

“Actually, we’re in Hot Springs, Arkansas, this week; Louisville was last week. Sienna is doing fabulous as always. Your text sounded urgent. What’s going on?”

Flynn quickly filled Zeke in on Taylor’s recent nanny position and everything that had transpired over the past few hours. “I hope you’re not angry with me, but I brought Taylor to your house. It seemed best to avoid going to my place since the shooter followed us after leaving Brookland PD.”

“Of course, I’m not mad, stay as long as you need. How horrible for Taylor to have witnessed a double homicide.”

“Yeah. She narrowly escaped being shot and killed too.” Hearing her name, Taylor shot him a quick glance from her position at the kitchen sink. “She wants to go through mug shots to see if she can ID the perp. I found your laptop but need the password.”

“Of course.” As Zeke rattled off the password, Flynn wrote it down on a sticky note, then typed it in using the keyboard. The screen sprang to life.

“I’m in, thanks.” Flynn felt better knowing Zeke was on board with his bringing Taylor here. “I’ll leave some cash for the food we’re eating.”

“No need, keep it as you’re going to need it. I only care about you and Taylor staying safe,” Zeke quickly reassured him. “You may need a replacement vehicle if you think the killer has your license plate number. If he’s a professional hit man, he likely has connections and access to information.”

“Yeah, I know. We’re parked in your garage now, but I’ll reach out to Cass soon.” He trusted Cassidy’s skills, and those of his other teammates, but he and Zeke had been close, and he missed having his friend covering his back. Not that Zeke could do much one handed. He’d been wounded back when the killer had almost kidnapped Sienna. “How’s the shoulder?”

“Good according to the physical therapist.” Zeke sighed. “But I feel like a weakling. I am only approved to lift a measly five-pound weight.”

“Don’t push it or you might damage the muscles and tendons worse than they already are,” Flynn warned.

“Yeah, yeah,” Zeke groused. “That’s what Sienna says too. At least I’m able to do basic tasks with Bailey, or I’d really be a hindrance here.”

Flynn realized that if Zeke hadn’t been shot and wounded, Taylor might still be working for Sienna as Bailey’s nanny rather than taking the position with the Millers.

It was strange the way things had worked out perfectly for Zeke and Sienna, but those same circumstances had thrown Taylor into the midst of danger.

He wasn’t as familiar with the Bible as many of his teammates, but there was no doubt that God worked in mysterious ways.

“Do you need anything else?” Zeke asked.

“No, we’re fine.” He pulled himself back to the issue at hand. “Thanks again for being cool with us staying here. I’m sure Taylor will feel better about it now that you’ve given your stamp of approval.”

“Anytime. Stay safe and let me know if you need anything else,” Zeke said.

“Will do.” Flynn ended the call, then thumbed through his contact list to find Cassidy’s number. Thankfully, she answered right away too.

“Hey, Flynn. What’s up?”

He sighed and went through the entire story for the third time in less than an hour. Cassidy had met Taylor before, so she was just as horrified over what had happened.

“I can’t believe Taylor witnessed two brutal homicides,” Cass said. “I can only imagine how scared she was hiding in the closet with a baby.”

“She was very much so. And now we need your help,” Flynn said. “Can you bring a computer and a replacement vehicle? We’re staying at Zeke’s home in Greenland.”

“Of course, I can be there in an hour or so,” Cassidy agreed. “Do you want a rental or to borrow my car?”

“A rental would be best. Can you get someone on the team to help?”

“Not a problem. Jina is back from her honeymoon. I’m sure she won’t mind pitching in.” Cassidy hesitated a moment, then said, “Flynn, how are you going to find a professional hit man?”

That was a really good question. One he wished he could answer. “So far our only option is to go through mug shots.” He didn’t like feeling helpless against an unknown foe. “I know Rhy will get any information he can out of the Brookland PD. Maybe they’ll find a way to track the guy.”

“I hope so.” Cassidy didn’t sound convinced.

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