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him. That would only delay his departure. “I’ll do it this morning.”
    “Good. If things escalate, I want you to promise that you’ll give me a call.” He was holding out a card he’d pulled from his pocket. “You can call me on my cell day or night.”
    She took it from him but frowned. “If you’re in Florida what would you be able to do?”
    “Advise you at the very least. Are you going to promise me?”
    He was being so stubborn she really didn’t have much choice. She nodded in agreement and set the card on the countertop. It wasn’t like she was ever going to need it in reality.
    “I guess I’ll say goodbye then. It was very nice meeting you, Kaylee.”
    He walked toward the front door and she followed right behind. It was sweet of him to lie like that. She was sure it hadn’t been nice meeting her and then having to babysit to make sure she didn’t die in a pool of her own vomit.
    “It was nice meeting you too. Have a safe trip and enjoy your vacation. Thank you for everything.”
    Dear God, he was so slow in leaving. Couldn’t he let her wallow in mortification privately?
    He finally strode down the driveway to where his huge truck was parked. Waving, he slid into the driver’s seat, started the engine, and pulled out of her cul-de-sac. She watched him leave until he was out of sight and then closed and locked the door behind her. Resting against it, she groaned and scraped her fingers through her partially dry hair.
    “That was the most embarrassing thing to happen to me in years. Thank God he’s gone.”
    *   *   *   *
    “So everything is fine with Kaylee.” Reed lifted the soda can from the cup holder and took a long drink. He was cruising down I-57 toward Kentucky and talking to Logan. “I turned her house into a fortress—well, a fortress for what can be done in an afternoon and made her promise to report the emails to the police. They were nasty but nothing personal. I gave her my cell number as well if the situation should get worse.”
    “Ava’s talking to Kaylee right now as a matter of fact. I’m sure she’s saying the exact same thing. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate this. Hopefully Ava can relax a little bit now. Her blood pressure has been too high and all she’s been talking about is Kaylee. I’ve been trying to distract her with deciding on nursery decorations and names.”
    Somehow Reed doubted that Ava was going to forget about the whole situation, and even if she did she might well just find something else to obsess about. His own sisters loved to talk about birth scare stories when they’d been pregnant.
    “She can set her mind to rest about this,” Reed assured him. “From what Kaylee said she gets email like this fairly often. She ignores them and they go away.”
    “Smart,” Logan chuckled. “Kaylee’s a bright girl and if she isn’t worried then I’m sure everything is okay.” Logan’s voice dropped to a whisper. “Ava’s just plain bored. She’s gotten to the point she’s been asking me to bring home case files so she can review them with me. No way am I letting my pregnant wife start looking at crime scenes. Hell, no.”
    “Isn’t she working on a book?”
    From what Reed had heard Ava was always working on a book.
    “That’s just it,” Logan sighed. “Apparently Mark and Melissa aren’t talking to her right now. She’s difficult to live with when the muse isn’t flowing.”
    There was a screeching sound in the background and Logan cursed in frustration. “What, honey? Can you hold on a minute, Reed? Ava’s yelling something from the bedroom.”
    Logan must have put his hand over the microphone on his cell as Reed could only hear muffled voices.
    “Reed? Are you still there?”
    Logan sounded as if he were at the end of his rope. Reed wasn’t too damn sure the man was going to make it until the birth of those twins.
    “I’m here, buddy. What’s going on?”
    “Apparently Kaylee just told Ava that she received a