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He would have expected almost any kind of reaction from Tara except for her to be angry at him. His shoulders slumped as he watched her go out the door.
    “She’ll get over it. Really glad this turned out okay,” Pat said, and patted him on the shoulder as he followed her out.
    Tara was sad, but there were things left to be done. She walked across the street to where the police were parked. Rutherford was talking to the cop in the cruiser who’d been on guard.
    “We need to talk,” Tara said.
    Rutherford glanced at Allen. They walked to the end of the car where she was standing.
    “Look, you did real good helping us find him. We’ve got the kidnappers in custody and—”
    “You have a body in the morgue and none of those men had anything to do with it. I don’t know who did it, but I am telling you now that until you find the killer, Flynn and his mother are still in danger. Someone wants that money, and they’re coming after her next and will use Flynn to force her to tell.”
    “Well shit, excuse my language,” Rutherford muttered. “Are you sure?”
    She glared.
    Detective Allen sighed. “We hear you. We’ll keep an eye on them, but they’ve both refused to leave. Flynn said he’s not running, and his mother said the same.”
    “Whatever,” Tara said. “I’m going home.”
    Her uncle Pat was waiting for her in the car when she got in.
    “Are you okay, honey?” he asked.
    Tara took a deep, shaky breath. “No, but we need to hurry so I’m not late for school.”
    “I can write you an excuse if you want to stay home.”
    Tara swiped at the tears on her cheeks. “I don’t want to stay home.”
    He squeezed her hand. “Then I’ll drop you off on my way to work. I’ve already called in to let them know I’ll be a little late. I told the boss enough about what happened to keep him from being ticked, so we’re both good to go.”
    Tara leaned back and closed her eyes as Pat drove away. Her heart hurt. Her feelings were hurt. She was scared for Flynn and his mom, and she was scared even more that she wouldn’t find out who was behind this until it was too late.

Chapter Three
     
    Tara was numb by the time she got to school. She was tired and side-tracked, still worrying about Flynn, but hurt and angry at the same time. The last bell had already rung by the time she walked into the building so she headed straight to the office.
    The principal, Mrs. Crabtree, was in the outer office. She frowned when Tara walked in. “You’re late, Tara.”
    “Yes, ma’am.” She handed the secretary her written excuse, but Mrs. Crabtree took it instead and quickly read it.
    “It says here there was an emergency, but it doesn’t say what kind.”
    Tara sighed. “It was personal, Mrs. Crabtree. My uncle signed the note.”
    The office door opened behind Tara. Mrs. Crabtree’s eyes widened, and then she said “AHA!” in such a loud voice that Tara jumped as Mrs. Crabtree pointed.
    “You think this flimsy excuse is going to get past me? You two are a couple and you’re both late for school. Let me see your note, young man.” and snatched the note right out of Flynn’s hand.
    Flynn looked at Tara and shrugged as he handed it over.
    Only Mrs. Crabtree’s indignation ended as swiftly as it had come.
    “Uh  . . . er  . . . uh  . . . this note is from the Stillwater Police Department.”
    “Yes, ma’am,” Flynn said. “I had to finish giving my statement this morning.”
    Mrs. Crabtree frowned. “Statement? Were you arrested?”
    “No, ma’am. I was kidnapped yesterday afternoon. The police found me and rescued me in McAlester this morning around 2:00 a.m. I wouldn’t be here at all today except that we’re having a big test in Spanish that I didn’t want to make up.”
    Mrs. Crabtree gasped. “You were kidnapped?”
    “Yes, ma’am. It had to do with some stuff my dad had been mixed up in. The police found me only because Tara was helping them, or I’d still be tied to a chair in that