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the floor. The smell of Chanel No. 5 permeated the room. Whoever had done this had taken her perfume and lotion and dumped them all over the place.
    The person who’d done this hadn’t been looking for some baubles to steal. He’d been in a rage.
    He’d wanted to hurt her, but had to settle for her bed and possessions instead.
    Oh God. Her stomach churned. Ten minutes she’d been in here. Had she just missed the person who did this? What if—what if—
    She covered her mouth with her hand, feeling sick.
    “There doesn’t appear to be any forced entry from the French doors to the balcony. I think whoever did this had a key or knew where to find one,” Stevie said.
    “But they would have to get through the lobby door first and you need an electronic key card for that,” Kat explained, her voice shaky; she had difficulty breathing. God, she wished Simon was here.
    Stevie shook her head. “They could have waited for someone to come in or out and caught the door before it closed, then taken the stairway to remain undetected. The apartment door is relatively easy to breach.”
    The cell phone in Kat’s hand screeched out “Bad to the Bone.”
    “Simon,” she gasped after engaging the call.
    “Are you okay?” he demanded.
    “Someone was here! They destroyed our bed,” she cried as panic overtook her.
    “Are you unharmed?!”
he demanded.
    “Yes.” She exhaled, trying to get a grip on her fear and racing emotions. “Jack and Stevie are here.”
    “Hand the phone to Jack, please.”
    “Simon, what’s going on?”
    “Hand the phone to Jack, please,” he enunciated in the deadliest tone Kat had ever heard come from him. She handed the phone to Jack. And for the first time since she had met Simon, she understood that while she might not be aware of the day-to-day danger that lurked behind the most innocuous door, her husband was. He was hypervigilant, and she needed to take a page from his awareness book.
    “She’s okay, man, just shook up,” Jack started as he strode from the apartment to the vestibule.
    Kat trembled, shaking her head. Stevie took her into her arms and rubbed her shoulders. “It’s okay, Doc, whoever did it is gone. You’re in no immediate danger.”
    Kat shivered hard, because that might not have been true. For all she knew, there had been someone inside just before she’d come in. If she hadn’t stopped to visit with Rosie and Elliot…
    Who hated her enough to do all this? There was only one person she knew of who fit the bill: Evan Scott. But that was impossible. He was in a San Francisco jail awaiting trial for corporate espionage and attempted murder.
    Unless he wasn’t in jail anymore.
    Jack walked back into the apartment and handed Kat her phone.
    “Hey, Princess,” Simon said softly. “I need you to listen to me, no interruptions, okay?”
    Shaking, she nodded and said, “Okay.”
    Jack guided her to a chair and sat her down.
    “I’m on my way to you, about forty minutes out. I want you to pack what you can there, then Jack and Stevie are going to drive you in their car to meet me. Then you’re going to take my Jeep and drive up to the cabin in Truckee.”
    “Simon—”
    “Evan’s out, baby, and he wants you. He’s in the city and on the move. I want you as far away from there as possible while I track his ass down. Once I do, he’s going back for what he did to the apartment. When he’s back behind bars, I’ll meet you at the cabin.”
    Kat’s heart dropped. “Out? How?”
    “He struck a deal, they let him go, but he’s wearing a bracelet. The cops had trouble picking up his signal earlier today, but he’s on the grid now. He’s less than a mile from the apartment. Do you understand why I want you out of the city?”
    Her hands shook uncontrollably. “Yes, it makes sense, but I don’t want to be separated from you.”
    “Stevie will drive up with you while Jack stays back and works this end with me.”
    “No—it’s Christmas Eve, it’s supposed