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small question might prod more personal revelations but it also might backfire spectacularly.
    “I don’t want to talk about that.”
    West’s gripped the edge of the ottoman careful to keep his tone even and controlled. “I understand that it might be painful to talk about. How about I ask another question? Is that why you’ve moved around so often? To find your siblings?”
    More tears filled her eyes and she shook her head. “No…well…part of it. It’s hard to explain.”
    “I’ve got all day. I’m not going anywhere.”
    Gigi twisted her fingers together so tightly the knuckles turned white. “I’m not sure I can tell you. I’ve never told anyone.”
    “I’m not just anyone, babe. And maybe it’s time you told someone.” He took a stab in the dark, terrified of the answer. “Are you wanted for a crime? Because if you are I can help you. I won’t judge you, Gigi. You can tell me and I’ll do whatever I can.”
    “Oh my God no.” Her astonishment was real and he breathed a silent sigh of relief. “I’m not wanted by the police. I’m wanted by a man.”
    West leaned forward and captured her hands, holding them in his own. “What man? Who wants you?”
    “Alan. Alan Morton. I can’t let him find me. I won’t let him.” Her voice had gone up and he had to slide his hands up her arms to her shoulders to keep her focus on him.
    “Then we won’t let him. What does he want from you?”
    West had been a cop for a damn long time and he’d heard enough statements from frightened women to be able to have an idea of what was coming next. A lump lodged in his throat making it hard to speak or breathe as she somehow found the courage to answer.
    Gigi looked down at her worn tennis shoes before looking back up at him, real terror in those brown eyes.
    “He wants me. And if he can’t have me, he wants me dead.”

Chapter Six
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    G igi had said the words aloud.
    The first time she ever had to another living being. She hadn’t wanted to bring anyone else into the complete and total mess that was her life but West’s confrontation had changed everything. Stubborn and…so damn bossy he’d got in her face and clearly wasn’t leaving until he heard the entire story. For a moment she’d thought to lie but then there had been little point. He was on to her and being the detective that he was she doubted he’d give up before she bared her very soul.
    “I think you’d better start from the beginning,” West released her hands and came to sit next to her on the couch, the coffee forgotten. “Who is Alan Morton?”
    She could answer that question but it wasn’t the beginning of the story. “It all started long before I met Alan.”
    “When did it start?”
    She stood and walked over to the living room windows and stared sightlessly outside, barely aware of the sunny autumn day. When she’d woke this morning after only a few hours’ sleep the only thing she’d thought about was getting on the road and finding Zach. Now she was revealing secrets she’d planned to take to her grave.
    “My mother had a drinking problem. A bad one. I don’t have too many memories of her sober actually. The few that I do were wonderful but those days were few and far between.”
    She waited for his response. Revulsion? Pity? When he didn’t say anything she continued.
    “My older brother Zachary took care of us. Made sure we ate what little food was in the house and got us up in the morning for school. He was a stickler for brushing our teeth and washing behind our ears.”
    “We?” West prompted. “You have another brother or sister besides Zachary?”
    “Aubrey. She’s two years younger than I am. Zachary was five years older. I still remember the last time I saw them. It was the day my mother wrapped the car around a tree and died. Social Services came to get us and put us in foster care. I never saw them again. I asked every day and my foster family always said ‘tomorrow.’ But it never happened. As