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offer. Not until he had Julie home safe and in his arms.
    “No no no,” said Jackson, shouting into the headset he wore hooked over his ear. “Move around them. I don’t care what you have to do. Don’t lose sight of that car. Fuck! McMillian get someone on the bikes. The rest of you find a side street. Intercept that God damn car before it turns. And get me the numbers on the fucking plates.”
    “What is it? What the fuck happened?” demanded Eric. “You said you had this under control.” His jaw was going to crack with the stress of not killing the man who’d assured him Julie would be safe.
    “They were ready for us,” said Jackson. “I had one of my men in a car following her. Just as a precaution in case they changed their plans. He was keeping her in sight, but I wanted him back far enough that he wouldn’t get made if the kidnappers were watching her. When she hit Piedmont, two SUV’s pulled in behind her, blocking both lanes and keeping my man from following. They stopped, holding him at the light, and by the time they started moving again, Miss Blake’s car was out of sight. I’ve got men coming up fast on motorcycles and more men checking the side streets. We will find her.”
    “Fuck!” Eric punched Julie’s number into his phone for the sixth or seventh time since the kidnapper’s call came through. It rang once and went straight to voicemail. The sound of her voice, sweet and light on the other end of the line, made his heart clench.
    “I’ll find you, cher. Don’t worry I will find you.” He prayed she’d hear the message and prayed even harder that he could make good on his word.
    Eric heard a car door open and some shuffling coming from the radio in front of Jackson and then it went quiet.
    “What happened? What’s going on now?”
    Jackson ignored him, intent on giving his team instructions instead. “They’re moving her. McMillian where are you? They’ve got her out of the car. It’s stopped on West Piedmont. We’ve lost tracking on her but the money is still moving. Straight on Piedmont.” He listened to the response in his headset and nodded. “Send Cooper and Sanders to find her car. The rest of you stay on the money. Figure out what they’re driving but stay out of sight. Let me know the second you have eyes on the target.”
    Jackson made some notes on the map in front of him, and then turned his attention to Eric. “We will find her. The tracking device on the money is still working, and my men are closing in on it.  I have to wait until we have more information on what they’re transporting her in and how many of them there are. I don’t want to risk this turning into a hostage situation. But we will find her and we will get her back.”
    Eric didn’t speak. There wasn’t anything to say. Cursing at Jackson wasn’t going to get him any closer to getting Julie home. He sank down onto the sofa where just hours earlier they’d made love and settled in to wait.

SIX
    SHE WAS LEAVING HIM AGAIN. She’d promised herself and him that she wouldn’t do it again and here she was keeping her lips pressed tight while some thug wearing sunglasses and what looked like a fake mustache shoved his hand down the front of her shirt and ripped off the wire. She bit her lip to keep from giving him the satisfaction of crying out when he tore the tape free and tasted blood when he cupped her breast and pinched her nipple, planting a wet kiss on her mouth.
    “Not here,” growled a second man in glasses and a ball cap.
    He reached for her, ushering her to the back of a floral van. She didn’t fight him. She had to get to Caleb and do whatever it took to make sure her dad was safe.  Jackson said he had security on her dad’s place, but what if the kidnappers managed to get to him anyway. She couldn’t risk it. And she wouldn’t risk Eric’s safety – not when she was the one who dragged him into this mess. When the back door opened, she dropped the tiny jeweled fish on the