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woman who’s out there
     somewhere because of my screw-up. Her life is on the line. If anything you can tell
     me gives me even one clue about where she is and who’s holding her, then there is
     no way I’m getting out of this truck. Not without the answers I need.”
    Devlin could have easily plucked the sexy little hellion from the seat with one hand
     and deposited her outside. But he was so surprised, and impressed, by the courage
     and tenacity coming out of such a small, vulnerable-looking woman that he couldn’t
     hold on to his anger. There were very few women, or even men, who stood up to him.
     His respect for her just shot up several notches.
    Besides, like she’d said, this was bigger than her. It was bigger than both of them.
     If she believed asking him a few questions might give her clues to find the missing
     woman, so be it. She could come along for the ride. He could think of far worse things
     than having her sweet, curvy body bouncing around in his truck for half an hour while
     he made the drive to Alex’s house.
    He threw the truck in gear and floored the accelerator.

 
    Chapter Four
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    D EVLIN’S TRUCK SKIDDED around a curve. Emily clutched the passenger armrest to keep from sliding across
     the seat. When they were on the straightaway again, she jerked her seat belt tighter.
    “Do you always drive this fast?” she grumbled.
    He didn’t answer. But a few minutes later, he asked, “Why is that cop following us?”
    Damn. He’d noticed Tuck tailing them. She swiveled in her seat, pretending surprise as she looked over her shoulder. A
     speck on the horizon kept pace with them, or at least tried to. She was amazed Devlin
     had spotted their tail. Tuck was one of the best in the department at tailing people.
    “That’s not a patrol car,” she said. “Or at least I don’t think it is. What makes
     you say it’s a cop?”
    “He’s been behind us since we left. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out he’s one
     of Savannah’s finest.”
    His sarcastic emphasis on Savannah’s finest had her studying him more closely. “You have a problem with law enforcement?”
    “My father is an attorney. One of my brothers and one of my sisters-in-law are both
     FBI agents. Another brother is a private investigator who works with the police and
     the FBI on cold cases. Do I sound like someone who would have issues with the police?”
    No. But he obviously did have a problem with them. Was that predisposition against all police or just against her and her team because of what had happened today?
    He slowed the truck, abruptly turned right, and careened down a narrow dirt road that
     led into the woods.
    Emily glanced nervously in her side mirror. She sure hoped Tuck had seen them turn,
     or that he was paying attention to the dust or tire skid marks Devlin was leaving
     all over the place since he was driving so fast. “Where are we going?”
    “My father’s house.”
    “He lives down this road?”
    “No. Shortcut. Why? Worried we’ll lose Tuck back there?”
    She swallowed. “How did you know it was Tuck?”
    “A hunch, which you just confirmed. Is he supposed to be protecting you from me?”
    She tried to affect a nonchalant expression. She didn’t think she had any reason to
     fear Devlin. But his size was certainly intimidating. Having Tuck follow her seemed
     like the sensible thing to do. Just in case.
    “I can protect myself, if it comes to that.” She patted the gun holstered to her belt.
     “I told the lieutenant to have Tuck follow us so he could give me a ride back into
     town after I interview your father.”
    The skin around his jaw whitened. “No one is going to interview Alex. Not today. You said you had questions for me . Ask them. Because when we reach Alex’s house, you aren’t saying a damn thing. You’re
     not even going inside.”
    If he thought she was going to sit on his father’s front porch while he broke the
     news about Carolyn, he was living in