her today or see her?”
“Oh God—she called.” Her worried gaze met his. “She called me earlier today.”
“Who else have you spoken to today?” he asked quietly, trying not to alarm her.
There had been only one other call. Her grandmother.
“Maggie.”
“I’ll send someone over there as well. Until we know what’s going on here, they’ll both need to be in protective custody.”
Kara nodded without answering. She couldn’t believe this was happening again.
“Anyone else?”
Kara glanced up and found him watching her. For a moment, she couldn’t think clearly. Not with Davis standing so close. Not when she felt this vulnerable.
“I don’t know. I don’t remember.”
Davis scrolled through the called numbers on the phone. Too late, she remembered her call to the Bureau.
“You called the Bureau? Why?” Another pause and then he asked, “You were calling me, weren’t you? Why, Kara?”
Reluctantly, she looked at him but she couldn’t answer. She still didn’t understand why she’d needed to call him.
“Why now? After all this time?”
“I don’t know. I wanted to…I wanted to tell you how sorry I was about Rachel.” Their eyes locked. She wanted to say so much more but she didn’t trust herself or him.
Davis’s cell phone chirped and he turned away, breaking the spell. She could breathe again.
Kara sat listening to the voices of the dead calling out to her once more. And above their cries, she heard his voice. The Angel was taunting her.
“I’ve asked the Austin police to pick Maggie up for me,” Davis’s voice quietly reassured her over the others.
“Thank you.”
“I’m taking Ava as well,” he added in a tone that discouraged argument.
“No, you’re not. You are not taking my daughter from me.” Kara got to her feet and faced him once more. “I won’t let you.”
He stepped closer, controlled anger in every inch of him.
“She’s my daughter as well.”
“No…”
“I have no intention of walking away from Ava now that I know about her, Kara, so you’d better learn to deal with sharing her with me.”
The determination she saw in him frightened her. Davis could move mountains when he wanted something…or someone. She wasn’t sure what hurt the most. That he’d found her the minute he knew about Ava, or that he hadn’t come for her.
Anger and regret left a hard edge to her voice. “I won’t let you take her away from me!”
Davis released his breath slowly, giving in for the moment. “I’m not talking about taking her from you, Kara, but she is my child and she needs to know she has a father who cares about her.”
When Kara could no longer hold his gaze, he asked, “What did you tell her about me?”
Kara didn’t know how to confess her sins to him. “She thinks her father is dead.”
“For God’s sake, Kara, how could you do this to me?” he asked.
The heartbreaking reality of how wrong her decision had been was there in his eyes. She’d thought she’d done the right thing for everyone involved. Now she wasn’t so sure.
“Davis, I thought—”
“What? You thought you could make all the decisions about our child and never expect me to find out?”
“Yes—no, I don’t know. I just thought I was doing the best thing for all of us. I thought you wouldn’t want any reminders of the past.”
Davis let out an explosive growl. “Reminders? She’s my daughter. You had no right to make that decision for me. Dammit, Kara, I should have been told. I had the right—I earned that right.”
“You had no rights,” she told him, her anger matching his. “You made your decision.”
He came toward her once more but this time Kara backed away.
“Did you know about the baby before you left? Did you? Answer me, dammit.” He reached for her, his fingers gripping her arms tightly.
“No! No, I didn’t know. But you know what? It wouldn’t have mattered because I still would have handled things the same way.”
Davis released