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Nope, she’d suck it up and get it over with as fast as possible. Sara had a killer that was standing in her way, preventing her life from returning back to normal. 
    Sara’s brows knit together as a headache formed smack dab between her eyes as she started reading the list. Was it even possible that all of these charity events were happening so close together? The only time she’d ever paid attention to the lifestyle section of the newspaper was to cut out Lexi’s engagement announcement. Not once, since she’d been sixteen, had it crossed her mind to consider going to fundraisers and social events. Her father had, thankfully, quit making her go when she’d committed her first faux pas within elite social circles. She’d worn a bright yellow dress to a black and white affair. Sara snickered. Her plan had worked that time. Now she just needed something to get her out of her current situation.
     

 
     
     
    Chapter 4

     
     
    Sara drove down Collin ’s driveway, his very unsecure driveway, and shook her head, thinking of all the work she’d have to put into this one assignment. She turned left toward her house on the other side of town, thinking that maybe if she was lucky the freeway would save her some time.
    She hit the Bluetooth on her phone and grinned at the sound of the voice that replied.
    “Hey , Sara,” Garrett answered on the first ring.
    “Hey , G, I need a favor.”
    He grumbled through the line , but she knew he’d do whatever she needed. They all would. Sara hit the freeway ramp and increased her speed, effectively maneuvering through the somewhat less crowded and faster paced highway compared to the congested streets of downtown.
    “What do you need? I hear you’ve already got a date to Lexi’s wedding.”
    Sara rolled her eyes at the teasing. “Hopefully, I’ll be done with this assignment well before the wedding. I need you to run a full background check on...” She didn’t finish her sentence when she spotted the SUV riding her bumper in her rearview mirror. “Damn, these people need to learn how to drive.”
    She moved over to the opposite lane, just to have the vehicle follow. Almost like a well-choreographed dan ce, they’d moved in tandem three more times. The SUV had followed each time. “He’s riding my bumper and won’t go around me.”
    Garrett’s voice deepened, as though he’d flipped an instant switch from flirtatious to concern in three seconds flat. “Sara, where are you?”
    Sara squinted , trying to read the upcoming sign. “I just left the client’s house on I22, and I’m passing exit 4. I’m pretty sure this asshole is a tail. He won’t get off my ass even after I move out of the way. I even slowed down, so he knew I wouldn’t be the one luring all of the cops out of hiding.”
    “Get off at the next exit and then get immediately back on the freeway . I’ll intercept you.” She could hear the rev of Garrett’s Corvette through the line.
    “Garrett…” She was about to argue, but the vehicle moved closer. “He’s kissing my ass, and I’m tempted to hit the brakes.”
    “Sara ,” Garrett growled. “Get off at the next ramp.”
    Sara waited until the very last second before swerving onto the exit ramp, barely missing the guardrail. Her gaze went back and forth between the road in front of her and the SUV following. She’d almost sighed in relief until she heard the screech of the tires.
    “They just turned onto the ramp.” Sara barely slowed through the yellow light. She cut the wheel to the left and sped to get back on the freeway, going in the opposite direction.
    Minutes ticked by before she spotted the SUV again in her rearview mirror, and it was coming in fast.
    “Johnson, what’s your twenty?” Gone was the playful man who ’d answered the phone. Garret was obviously back in agent mode.
    “Northbound I22 just passed exit 4, again .” Sara gripped the wheel tighter and pressed harder on the accelerator. “I don’t want to lead