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    When the last question had been asked, Aidan shot him a quick glance and raised his eyebrows to check if he had anything to add. Jamie just shook his head. They were done for now.
    Whatever else he needed to get from Alison, he'd get on his own time, without the additional set of eyes and hidden lenses pointed at the two of them.

Chapter Four
    The interrogation had been intense for Alison, and yet... The answers had rolled off her tongue easily and she thought she'd appeared confident and honest and above all, genuine. The thing was, she'd also shared a lot more than she initially planned to.
    Such was the effect Aidan's boss, Jamie, had had on her.
    Where did she recognize him from? While walking back with Aidan, who again took a convoluted route leading away from the office, probably in an attempt to confuse her, she couldn't get Jamie out of her head.
    It had all seemed so simple before: she was going in to give them some vague answers, while memorizing as much as she could about the office and the people within. Despite Aidan's best efforts, she knew exactly where the Alliance building was located and would be able to find it again in a heartbeat.
    The next step was to take all that information and hand it over to her brother so that he could mount a rescue for their dad and the other two guys.
    The last thing she’d expected was to get a dinner invitation from the Alliance leader. And why the hell had she accepted? Things were simple no longer.
    He seemed to be taken with her, so much so that he didn't interfere or interrupt her even once when she was answering Aidan's questions. He only listened, observed. It was as though he felt bad, putting her in an awkward position like that. There was something more to Jamie Abbott, and Alison needed to find out what.
    Perhaps it was lucky then that she'd see him again. Her fingers closed around the business card he'd given her. She fished it out of her pocket and held it up to her nose. It smelled of him, strange as it seemed. Like an expensive cologne, but one she'd never had the pleasure of coming across before. Sweet, heady, sexy.
    If Aidan was a bear, then Jamie must be one too. They looked similar enough.
    Was she really going to go on a dinner date with a werebear? How utterly ridiculous. That was a risk Alison normally would never take, and yet she couldn't have refused. What if he only wanted to lure her out on her own to capture her too? No, if they'd wanted to confine – or worse, kill - her they could have just gotten it over with right there in that creepy little room where they’d questioned her.
    Instead they'd let her go on her merry way afterward.
    Now that she was alone again, back in the park where Aidan had picked her up a good four hours earlier, she didn't know anymore what she was going to do. Her brother needed two things to rescue their dad: weapons, which would arrive soon enough, and Alison's help in locating the prisoners.
    Gareth was out for blood. He wouldn't ask questions, just shoot on sight if anyone opposed him.
    There would be casualties, a lot of them. The Sons would strike hard, and aim to reduce the Alliance numbers by any means necessary. Both Aidan and Jamie would be in real danger. The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she grew over the prospect of another confrontation.
    Earlier she might have worried about the two men in her life and whether they'd survive the fight. But now, another concern played on her mind more: Jamie's safety.
    She couldn't give Gareth the location, at least not yet.
    Alison wasn't sure how long she'd sat there thinking things through, but she was no closer to clarity. It had gotten dark in the meanwhile; time to head back home. She reluctantly got up from the park bench and started walking on autopilot.
    Soon after, she reached her flat and came face-to-face with a furious Gareth as soon as she'd unlocked the door.
    "Where the fuck have you been?" he demanded.
    "You know where." Alison dumped