Page 72 of Fatal Intent
“No surprises there either. My brothers are cops. They don’t trust their safety to anyone but themselves. Their fellow cops are volunteering to shadow my sisters-in-law and my mother. Dad and my brothers are refusing extra protection.”
“Why do our families have to be so stubborn?”
“No clue. Because they’re digging in their heels on this, Maddox encouraged the rest of the team to go back to Ardmore to help with protection.”
“I hope we can talk sense into our families.”
“Same. Anything happen overnight?”
“Nope.”
“Good. Don’t get used to it. I think Maddox is right. Once the perp realizes we’re all back in the area for a visit with family, he’ll make his presence known, and right now, you and your family are in the crosshairs.”
“Believe me, I know.”
“Keep your eyes open. The rest of us will be in Ardmore by noon. Zane reserved more rooms at your hotel for us. I want to know whether anything happens. You get me?”
“Yes, sir.”
“See you in a few hours.” Seth ended the call.
“Did you sleep?”
Grant turned to stare at Rayne. “Good morning. I thought you would sleep for another couple of hours.”
“I missed you.”
Even though he wanted her to get more rest, Grant couldn’t deny that hearing that made him feel good. He’d missed her too. He set down his coffee and tugged Rayne into his arms. “I missed you too. You look beautiful this morning.” He bent his head and took his time kissing her, slow and deep. When he had to lift his head to grab some much-needed air, he smiled at the woman in his arms. “Kissing you is fast becoming an addiction.”
“No kidding. I don’t want to pump up your ego, but kissing other men was never like this for me.”
His smile morphed into a frown. Nope. No way. “I don’t want to hear about you kissing other guys. In fact, I don’t want to think about that at all.”
Rayne laughed softly. “Noted. All I’m saying is other kisses never blew my socks off like yours.”
“Good to know. Now, are you fully awake or can you sleep for a while longer if you stretch out on the couch?”
“I’m awake. What can I do to help?”
“Since Riley’s not up yet, I don’t have the data her bots gathered in the past few hours. The first thing we do is place a breakfast order and have it delivered in 90 minutes.”
She scanned the contents of the room service menu. Together, they decided which options to choose and called in the order.
Grant grabbed his laptop. “Come sit with me. Let’s see what we can find out about the military personnel assigned to Red Dawn.”
“What are we looking for?”
“Where they are, what they’re doing, and whether they’re experiencing the same attacks we are.”
Rayne picked up a notepad and pen from the coffee table and joined Grant on the couch. “Where do we start?”
“Beau Reed. He’s a great guy and a good friend. We met him at boot camp and formed an instant friendship.”
“But you weren’t assigned to the same team permanently?”
He shook his head. “He was assigned to a different team. Sometimes our teams worked together to complete a mission, like Red Dawn.”
Grant entered his friend’s name into the Fortress database and waited for the information to appear on his screen. Seconds later, he sat back, stunned. “I don’t believe this.”
