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course, at this late hour. The receptionist had left long ago. I’d never called directly into Caleb’s office, and there were no other listings of numbers for 3D.
    I knew I wouldn’t sleep tonight, but wanted to clean up and pack as much as possible so there’d be no delays tomorrow.
    I hid in a long shower and let myself cry some more. Was my husband dead? Wounded? If so, I’d be contacted by now, right? Someone at 3D would find me.
    Was Adam finally caught?
    Was my world about to be wrecked? Again?

Chapter 4
    At six a.m., fed up with sleeping mere minutes at a time, I woke Franny and told her a scaled down version of what I’d heard on the phone last night, and that I had no idea if anyone suffered injuries, or worse, died. I couldn’t call Caleb again. If something bad happened to him I wouldn’t be able to deal with it and get the twins and Franny to Detroit without breaking down. Until I found out otherwise, I chose to believe Caleb was fine.
    So I’d wait. Hell, I would even to try praying.
    The sluggish process to exit the plane didn’t help my anxiety. Caleb was supposed to pick the four of us up and take us home, but I had no idea who’d be waiting in the crowd for us.
    I stepped off the elevator that took departing passengers who couldn’t ride the escalator. I turned to the right, toward the crowd, with a death grip on the stroller handles. My gaze darted over everyone until I spotted a head of blond hair.
    Caleb.
    I choked in relief then tried to run to him. With the stroller though, not happening. I made it about three feet. “I got it,” Franny said, “Go.”
    I glanced at her thankfully, then ran into Caleb’s arms. He picked me up as he hugged me and I held on for dear life.
    “I love you. You’re okay,” I cried. “Where have you been?”
    I let go as he set me down on my feet and kissed me. “I tried calling last night, but your cell went straight to voicemail.”
    My composure cracked and I became frantic. “I heard it, Caleb. Someone called me. It had to have been Adam, and I heard you and Cooper fighting with him. I heard gun shots. I had no idea if you were alive or dead. I dropped my stupid phone in a fountain and ruined it, then you weren’t answering your phone.”
    He grabbed me in a fierce hug and kissed the top of my head. “Princess, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know. My phone fell out at the scene and I didn’t get it back until late last night. I assumed you were asleep and turned your phone off when it didn’t even ring.”
    “Nope, dead phone.” I raised my chin to look at Caleb. “Who was shot?”
    His attention turned somewhere over my head. “Let’s talk about this later. I need to see the boys.”
    Damn it. I needed to know, but standing in the middle of a crowd was not the ideal place to have this conversation.
    Hand in hand, we weaved through the crowd to Franny and the twins. He kneeled down in front of the stroller to see Alex and Zander.
    “Kinda makes you more appreciative of what we have,” I said, half to myself.
    “No doubt,” he agreed.
    We drove Franny home. I waved good-bye and thanked her. She had no idea how much I appreciated her, and when I wasn’t a complete mess I would do something special for her.
    As soon as he pulled out of her driveway, I asked, “Adam, he’s in custody right? Please tell me he didn’t escape again.”
    He reached over to hold my hand and gave it a squeeze. “No, they arrested him. I can’t imagine he’ll walk free any time in the near future.”
    I couldn’t relax yet. “Caleb, who was shot?”
    He let go of my hand and gripped the steering wheel hard. “Cooper. Twice. Once in the leg and once in the chest.”
    “Oh my God.” My head swung toward the back seat, then to Caleb. “Is he . . .?”
    “He’s alive.”
    I put my head down and squeezed my eyes shut. “Is he going to stay that way?”
    No answer. I looked up at him. “Caleb?”
    His jaw clenched and eyes narrowed. “I think so, I don’t