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asked.
    “No,” Amber said, surprised by his abrupt question.
    “Is someone after you?”
    Amber took a big breath, but didn’t answer.
    “Don’t worry.” Jonathan came forward. “We have everything you need, but standing out here in the dark with a nutcase on the loose is not smart.”
    “I—I,” she stuttered, looking back at the dark street. “I can’t go with you,” Amber said, wishing that she could. For just a moment, wouldn’t it be nice to be protected and not be alone.
    “Yes, you can,” he said taking matters into his own hands as he propelled her the last feet toward his vehicle.
    Before she knew it, she was standing beside his big blue truck. He opened the door and said, “Climb in, princess.” She stopped and stared at him wide eyed. How is it that my life has just been thrown up in the air, and now that it’s landed, this big guy is in charge of it?
    “It’s just a euphemism,” he said at her confused look. “Chop-chop, time’s a wastin'.” He placed her purse in the truck and encouraged her to follow.
    She was suddenly overwhelmed at the sheer size of him as she stood looking up at him. She was actually tall at five-feet seven inches, but this man was a good foot taller than her.
    She couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief when he stepped away and jogged around to the other side. She climbed up into the truck and shut the door, hugging it like she just might pop back out at any given moment as he hopped in.
    “See? You’re okay,” he said, looking over at her with a smile one might give a mud covered puppy.
    Amber nodded as she pushed her glasses up on her nose and looked away while he started the engine. What am I doing leaving with him? She glanced at him then at the street where she could still glimpse the lights of the squad car.
    “Did you want to make the news?” Jonathan asked as she craned her neck as they turned the corner.
    “No,” Amber said, turning back around. She glanced at him again. “Was he really in a diaper?”
    “It was more a loin cloth with a drape across one shoulder.” Jonathan moved his hand across his chest to explain the garment as he drove. When silence prevailed he asked, “Where are you from?”
    “The Mid-west,” she answered vaguely. She’d been saying it so long it even had a ring of truth to it. “You know I’m really concerned about my cat. I think you should take me to the motel to get her.”
    “I understand your concern, but if someone is after you, that is the worst place for you to go,” Jonathan said. I have had some experience with this, and I’ll get your cat.”
    “I don’t think that’s a good idea,” she said worriedly. “My cat hates men and is really feisty.”
    “She will love and adore me.” He grinned at her.
    “I’m very serious,” Amber said. “When she’s agitated she can really devastate a room. She likes to swipe everything off the counters, and with the storm I worry she will be difficult to manage.”
    “It will be fine.”
    Amber knew it wasn’t going to be fine—ever! She sighed. “I really think you should take me to the motel to let me get my cat.”
    “No can do. Besides, it’s too late.” He smiled. “We’re here.”
    Amber looked away from him in frustration and gazed up at the large mansion. She was surprised by the vision that greeted her. Far from the gloomy place she’d been imagining, the structure was ablaze with light and life. A young woman came out on the porch and waved, waiting as they pulled into the driveway.
    “That is Jessie,” Jonathan said. “And her husband,” he added as a man joined her followed by an older woman with bright yellow hair. Amber blinked at the sight, remembering the card in her pocket. “Is that Gloria?” Amber asked.
    “Yeah,” Jonathan said in surprise then laughed. “My mother didn’t talk you into a makeover, did she?” He turned to her, watching her in the light from the porch.
    “She may have mentioned it,” Amber said