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feeling much better now.
    “I figured that out when you Tased my partner,” he said with a chuckle.
    “You didn’t seem in a hurry to help him,” she countered, feeling only a bit guilty over the whole Taser incident. Bryson had grabbed her, after all…
    “Nah, Bryson’s a tough guy. We’ve been Tasered before.”
    Her eyes widened at his words. He’d said them so casually. “You have? Why?” Maybe it was another crazy witness, she thought.
    “It’s all part of the training,” he said casually, as if getting thousands of volts of electricity shot into your body happened all the time.
    She shook her head, then continued with the questions.
    “Does Bryson ever give up?” She knew the answer before Axel spoke.
    “Not once since I’ve known him, and that’s been a lot of years. He will win this case. He doesn’t know the meaning of losing. We have a powerful attorney who wants Jesse’s head on a platter. None of us will stop until that happens.”
    The victory in his eyes seemed to say the case was already won, though Misty knew that was far from true. For the moment, at least, Jesse was very much free — free to come after her any time he wanted.
    The conversation must have been over, because Axel stood and took their garbage to the wastebasket. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
    With that, she found herself alone in the interrogation room.
    When the two men came back in, everything seemed to move at warp speed. The documents were placed before her, and she was left alone again as she read through them. After an hour, she found there really wasn’t a good reason not to sign.
    Once she’d turned the papers over, she was escorted outside, transferred to a jet and on her way to her new life with a new identify. Well, a new identity until this was all over.
    And no longer than that, she vowed. Because as she sat down in her small home and looked at her new driver’s license, with the name Magnolia Linhart and a different date of birth, she knew she didn’t want this to be her.
    Yes, her life had been anything but perfect, but Misty Elton was who she was; it was the name the children’s services department had given her, anyway. It was all she knew, and she didn’t want to start again.
    This would only be temporary, right?
    Misty was about to find out how slowly the wheels of justice turned.

Chapter Five

    A sweet smile flitted across Misty’s lips as she lifted her face to the sky and enjoyed the sun beating down upon her. Yes, it was a bit too warm, and, yes, sweat was beading on her neck, but it didn’t matter.
    This was her second month in her new home, and she finally felt as if she were secure again. She finally felt free to sit out on her front lawn and dig weeds from the flower beds. Up until the week before, she’d gone straight to her part-time job as a graveyard shelf stocker, and straight back home again, too afraid of being outside in the daylight hours.
    Fear.
    It was real; it made a person fight or flee; it shaped a person; it could mean living or dying. Fear was a constant with Misty, but she wasn’t going to let it rule her anymore. She wasn’t going to allow Jesse the satisfaction of knowing that even though he was free to do what he pleased, she was locked in a cage.
    Bryson had been gone since he and Axel had dropped her off at her new home, working on finding other witnesses, on building the case. The agent who’d been checking on her was unfamiliar, and unbelievably rigid. The guy made her thoroughly uncomfortable. She just didn’t trust strangers — didn’t trust anyone, really. So why did she find herself missing Bryson? He was a stranger, too.
    She had known him for only a day, and it appalled her to be upset that he was no longer her agent.
    It was just that she was depending on him, counting on him. Then, she was suddenly thrust into the care of another agent. It was confusing.
    Mystifying her even more had been the phone calls from Bryson to see how she was doing,