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taken.
    But Jane patted his arm. “I don’t know
what’s going on here, but I’ll take care of her for you. You just leave it to
me, Doc. I’ve got her for you.”
    Walker nodded and started down the
hallway. He was being a coward and, more than that, he was being an ass. He
wanted more than anything to go back up there and kiss her again. Tell her
things were going to be fine, that he and Khan would work this out, but he was
reasonably sure that they never would and he’d be lying to the one woman in the
world he was supposed to love above everything else. Walker left the house
without stopping to speak to anyone. He was glad now he’d pulled on his pants
before going for his brother’s throat when Caitlynne had hit Khan. He walked to
his car he’d left there the night before when he’d brought Reed home and drove
to his house.
    His mate. His mate was within ten miles
of him and he was alone in his house. When his phone rang he knew who it was
immediately by the ring tone and ignored it. He wasn’t in the mood to speak to
anyone right now. Especially not his mom and dad.
    There were times when he didn’t much
care for his brother Khan. Like last night. Khan had been wrong to tell him he
forbid him to see Caitlynne. Khan had been equally wrong to have attacked him
today, especially in front of Caitlynne. Moving to the kitchen, Walker tried to
remember when the last time his brother had been out. Or for that matter, the
last time he’d laughed.
    Walker pulled a beer out of the
refrigerator and stood in the kitchen, drinking it. He wasn’t the least bit
surprised to see his brother at the door knocking a few minutes later. Walker
opened the door for Marc and told him to get himself something to drink.
    “Her name is Caitlynne April McCray and
she lives at—”
    “I don’t want to know.”
    He sat at the table while Marc continued
with a nod. “She lives in a house. What she does for a living might surprise
you. It certainly did me. I just don’t—”
    Walker cleared his throat, knowing that
once Marc was on a tangent, he’d never stop.
    “Right. She’s a school teacher. Junior
high home economics, as a matter of fact.”
    “School teacher? Which do you not
believe? The teacher part or the home economics part?” He tried to imagine her
standing in front of a room full of adolescent boys and couldn’t do it. She was
more of a… “Are you sure she’s not like the shop teacher or something?”
    Marc laughed. “Nah. Home Economics like
I said.”
    Walker waited for him to continue and
decided that he was going to kill more than one of his siblings today. When
nothing more was forthcoming, he realized that Marc wasn’t in this room. Physically
he was, but his mind had wandered. He waited, knowing that he’d come back
sooner or later.
    “There’s too much money in her account. Not
to mention she has really nice digs too. Something out of one of those house
fashion mags Mom is always buying.”
    Red flags were going off everywhere in
Walker’s mind and he wasn’t even an investigator like Marc was.
    “Could be she just does a really awesome
job, but her bi-monthly deposits make me think she works for someone higher on
the food chain.”
    “You think she’s into selling drugs? Or
something along those lines?”
    Marc shook his head.
    “What then?”
    “Her house and truck are locked up
tight. But there’s something…off about them. The truck is too low to the ground,
and her house? I’m thinking that whoever broke her window a week ago had to have
been better than those idiots that had her. The kind of people I’m talking
about play for keeps. The security system she has in place is expensive and
very smart. She knew what she was having put in and why. I just wish I knew her
well enough to ask her if I could look at it closer. Am I going to get to know
her better, Walker?”
    He didn’t answer him.
    He and Marc had steaks on the grill and
two baked potatoes each. Neither of them was into