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What the fuck?
When a car drove into the lot, all four of them watched Rick, the library manager, climb out. His eyes shot around the area before landing on Fiona, then he rushed across the lot and stopped far too close to her as she climbed out of the ambulance.
“Fiona, are you okay?” he asked. “I received calls from locals saying something was happening at my library!”
“I’m fine, Rick.”
When he got another step closer and touched her arm, Callum was moving before he could stop himself.
“Rick, I don’t need your help.”
“Fiona—”
“That was her telling you to take your hand off her,” Callum cut in, before Fiona could respond.
Rick looked up, his eyes narrowing, hand dropping. He cleared his throat as he stepped back. “What happened?”
“I left but ran back in to grab a book,” Fiona said, leaning into his side. His arm went around her. “Someone was in the staff room.”
Rick pulled back in shock. “Who?”
“We don’t know,” Liam said as he drew closer. “You don’t seem to have any cameras here.”
“Of course not. We’ve never needed them.”
“Well, you do now,” Callum said through gritted teeth. “Who has a key to the back door?”
“The back door?” Rick’s gaze flashed to the building. “No one. We keep a copy in my office.”
Callum frowned. “So no one takes one home?”
“No.” It was Fiona who answered. “Staff only have a front-door key. Someone came in through the back?”
He softened his tone. “Yeah. So either it was left unlocked or they had a key.”
Rick shook his head. “We never leave it unlocked.”
“Then someone has a key.” Just like someone had a key to Fiona’s damn house. “You need to change the locks and put cameras up. Do everything you can to ensure the safety of your staff.”
Rick shot a look at Fiona, then to the library before returning to him. It took the man a moment to give a jerky nod.
Callum turned to Fiona. “How are you feeling?”
“Not too bad. It’s just a concussion and some cuts and bruises. The paramedics wanted to take me to the hospital as a precaution, but I just want to go home.”
His jaw clicked. “You sure you don’t want to go in?”
She shook her head.
He tightened his arm around her. “Let’s get you home.”
CHAPTER20
Callum headed into his bedroom, hot coffee in his hand, but he stopped in the doorway at the sight of Fiona in the connected bathroom in front of the mirror.
Fuck, she was beautiful. And after last night, he wanted to hold her tighter and closer. It had scared the hell out of him, knowing she was in danger but unable to prevent it and protect her. The feeling of helplessness was foreign and damn near destroying him.
He needed to figure out who the hell was targeting her and why. He didn’t think they were trying to hurt her…yet. It seemed they only hit her last night because she’d caught them red-handed. But the person had been going through her locker, and before that, they’d entered her house. Why? What were they looking for?
