The Baby Assignment. Christy Barritt
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Название: The Baby Assignment

Автор: Christy Barritt

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Короткие любовные романы

Серия: The Baby Protectors

isbn: 9781474080538

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      “Someone’s out there,” Macy said, her voice trembling and thin.

      When would this nightmare end? Macy had thought they were safe. That maybe she could breathe for a moment. That she could take some time to sort her thoughts and gather her wits until this blew over.

      It seemed that wasn’t going to be happening any time soon.

      “What do you mean someone’s out there?” He rushed to the window.

      “I saw a flashlight in the distance. In the woods. Two of them.”

      “Are you sure?”

      Macy nodded, unable to get the image out of her mind. “Positive.”

      He pulled out his phone and made a call, suddenly all business. “Move to the center of the room, away from the doors. And stay down.”

      His voice was marked with a definitive sense of urgency.

      Five seconds later, Tanner rushed down the stairs.

      He paused by her, and she could feel the adrenaline pumping off him. “Are you okay?”

      Macy nodded, unsure if she was okay at all. Her limbs were a trembling mess, and she could hardly breathe as anxiety tried to close in.

      “Tell me what you saw, Macy.”

      She swallowed hard, desperate to compose herself. “It looked like flashlights bobbing in the distance. Like people were out there. Like they followed us here.”

      “How many?”

      “Two.”

      His jaw flexed, and his gaze narrowed. “We’re going to check it out.”

      She nodded and pointed behind her, wishing her head would stop swirling. “I should keep an eye on Addie.”

      “Go upstairs. Wait with her. Stay there until we know what’s going on. I’ll leave Armstrong here to stand guard.”

      Not this again. The waiting. The anticipating. The wondering. It would be a replay of what had happened earlier at the therapy center.

      Her nerves couldn’t take it.

      Before she hurried up the stairs, Tanner grabbed her arm.

      “I’m not going to let anything happen to you or Addie, okay?” His voice left no room for argument or disagreement.

      Warmth flushed through her. The reaction was illogical, considering how much Tanner had hurt her. But, for a brief second, she’d believed him. Even appreciated him. And that was something she hadn’t felt in a long time. Five years long.

      Before Tanner could see the clashing emotions inside her, she rushed upstairs.

      She darted into her room and over to the baby. She peered into the portable crib and released her breath. Addie was still sleeping peacefully with a blanket covering her lower half, and her hands thrust high above her head.

      Thank you, Lord.

      Macy locked the door. She paced, unable to sit still. Unable to stop picturing those lights. Unable to stop thinking about worst-case scenarios about what might happen next.

      Against all logic and good sense, she crept toward the window. She had to know what was going on. Remaining in the dark was a hard spot to be in. A spot she didn’t want to be in.

      Careful to remain at the edge of the window, Macy peered through the crack between the curtain and window frame. This room faced the same direction as the kitchen—so she could see the woods behind the house.

      But she saw nothing. No lights. No movement.

      What did that mean? Had she imagined it? No. She was sure she hadn’t.

      She clenched her jaw. Preparing herself for anything. Because Macy would fight with every last ounce of her being to keep this baby safe.

      * * *

      Tanner stepped outside and onto the front porch, his gun locked and loaded.

      Cool nighttime air surrounded him. It was a typical March night in Texas. All was silent except for some crickets and a light breeze that rustled the leaves. He glanced up. Stars twinkled overhead. The piney scent of the forest drifted up to him.

      Had someone managed to follow them here? Impossible. Tanner and his men had taken every safety precaution possible. They hadn’t been trailed.

      But what if someone had found them anyway? Tanner didn’t see how that was possible, but he couldn’t rule it out yet.

      He flanked the perimeter of the house. At the edge of the house, he paused and observed the woods surrounding them. He listened.

      Agent Kyle Manning was on the other side of the property doing the same. Meanwhile, Agent Armstrong stayed inside to protect Macy and Addie.

      Tanner heard nothing. The crickets had gone silent. The breeze had died.

      He saw nothing. Not even a squirrel. A bird.

      All was still.

      But Macy wasn’t the type to make stuff like this up. She’d always been even-keeled and reliable. If she’d said she saw something, then she had.

      Tanner darted toward a tree between the house and the woods, his gun still raised and ready. He listened again.

      Nothing.

      Was someone lying in wait? Did they want him to think no one was here so they could launch a surprise attack? He wouldn’t put it past these guys.

      He had to remain on guard.

      Just then, something snapped in the distance. “Was that you, Manning?” he said into his mic.

      “Not me.”

      He moved closer toward the woods. He knew that whoever these guys were, they were ruthless. They wouldn’t blink an eye at harming someone to get what they wanted. The situation at the therapy center today had been proof of that.

      Tanner stared out into the haunted-looking trees in the distance. He couldn’t use a flashlight right now because that would be a dead giveaway as to where he was. But without one, it was nearly impossible to see until his eyes adjusted properly to the darkness.

      “I’ll go to the left,” Manning said into his earpiece.

      “Be careful. I don’t like this.” Everything about the situation put his senses on alert. He was used to dealing with major crimes. Serial killings, drug busts, grisly homicides. On paper, this shouldn’t be so difficult. It was simply protecting an innocent baby who had been left at the FBI field office. But this felt like his toughest assignment to date.

      Maybe it also had to do with the fact that he was trying to keep safe the woman he once loved.

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