house,” she whispered. “Someone was in my house.”
Room by room, they walked through the house. The invader was long gone, but the destruction left was enough to make her sick. They had torn through the place. Oddly, the kitchen had been left mostly alone, but she assumed that was just been because there wasn’t much of interest in there.
“It just doesn’t make sense,” Liam mumbled, as they surveyed the material carnage in her bedroom. “They weren’t looking for valuables. Otherwise, they would have taken your jewelry.”
“But they dumped it out.” She looked at the jewelry all over her bedroom floor.
“They were looking for something,” he said. He held his phone in his hand, still scanning around. “Kace? Sorry to bother you, but we’re going to need your help. Someone broke into Meg’s house.” He paused as he looked at her. “Fine. She’s fine. Don’t tell Reed. No need to ruin his night. If you could get some of your old friends on the force over here, that would be great.” He snapped the phone shut.
She looked around as she listened to him on the phone. Her drawers were open but not everything had been removed. Papers littered the floor. All the boxes in the closet had been thoroughly ransacked.
“Papers?” She looked at the mess.
“Do you have anything someone might want?”
She shook her head. There was nothing she had that someone would want. Even her house wasn’t anything special.
“Seems like a crime of opportunity. You were gone, Harley was at your parents, and no one would be by,” he said.
She nodded. It did seem that way. Meg sat hard on the bed. This was not how she thought she’d be spending her night. She yawned, barely able to keep her eyes open.
“They will be here soon,” he said and stood in front of her.
All she could think to do was nod.
Liam cleared his throat. “Maybe we should go make some coffee.”
Meg stood and followed him through the house. She knew he was just looking for something to keep her distracted. Not that she minded. At that moment, she needed something else to focus on. She sat at the table with the steaming cup, trying not to think about how violated she felt.
A knock came at the door. She jumped.
Liam held up a hand, his other firmly on his gun. “You wait here,” he said.
She watched from around the corner as he went to the door. When he peered out, his stance relaxed. He swung open the door, and Kace walked in.
“They should be here in just a few,” he said. His eyes landed on her, and she felt even more exhausted.
“How’s she holding up?” he whispered loudly.
“She’s fine and not deaf by the way,” Meg bit out.
Kace walked in and looked at her. “Well you don’t look fine.”
“You stay up forty hours and see how pretty you are.” She frowned.
“I’m taking her to your parents’ house,” Liam said.
Kace nodded.
“I don’t think I got the memo on that,” Meg said. She stood and glared at Liam.
Another knock came at the door. Kace left them to answer it. She watched as police filed into her small house.
“It’s going to be like this for hours,” Liam said.
She looked over at him and swayed from exhaustion.
“Fine,” she said. “I’ll just get my keys and go.”
She stopped when he grabbed her arm.
“You can’t even stand, and you think I’m going to let you drive?” His jaw twitched.
“It’s not a big deal,” she whispered.
He stared at her for a moment and stepped forward. “It is,” he said softly. “I can’t let you take that risk when you’re so important.” He paused and closed his eyes. “To me.”
A lump formed in her throat.
“Okay,” she whispered to him.
Liam opened his eyes and stared at her for a moment before he nodded.
“I’ll get your bag,” he said. “Go ahead to the car. Just let me talk with Kace for a moment.”
Bleary eyed, she made her way to the car and waited.
Liam watched her walk out the door. He didn’t really know if it had