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her, but it was too soon.
    “No.” She shook her head. “I stay pretty close. My grandmother lived with me up until a month ago, when she passed. I took care of her, she was bedridden.” Chewing on her bottom lip, as if gathering courage, she raised her eyes to his. “Tell me about tracking? That sounds fascinating.”
    Another song was ending, now was his chance. “Okay, I’ll do that, if you’ll dance with me.” Bowie was happy to ask her, and he expected her to respond with a smile. Instead, he saw her face drop. He’d never seen anyone’s demeanor change faster.
    Again, she focused on something to her right and answered. “No, thank you.”
    He didn’t want to take ‘no’ for an answer. Holding her in his arms was too tempting to pass up. “Just one spin around the room. I promise not to wear you out.” He stood and offered her his hand. “I’ll take care of you.”
    He didn’t understand her reaction. Hanging her head, she looked funny, almost embarrassed.
    “I can’t.” Cassie felt her throat closing up. How stupid was she? For a few glorious minutes she’d been enjoying their talk, pretending she was a normal girl sharing a drink with a guy. But now she’d have to tell him the truth and she’d see that look of pity come over his face.  
    “You can’t dance?” Still holding out his hand like an offering, he sweetened the pot. “I’d love to teach you. I won’t step on your toes.”
    “I can’t,” she repeated. “I’m so sorry.” Dismay colored her words.
    “Well, if you don’t want to. I understand.” He’d been turned down before. 
    “No, you don’t.” This time she touched the chair over in the corner, easing it away from the wall. He saw what it was, and her actions made sense. It had been put over to one side because the arms wouldn’t go under the table. “I can’t walk, much less dance.” It was a wheelchair.
    Bowie sat back down, feeling like he’d been kicked in the stomach. “I apologize, Cassie. I didn’t know.”
    “Hey, it’s okay.” She covered her hand with his, squeezing his fingers. He’d been aching to touch her. And now she’d taken the first move. “It was wonderful to be asked.”
    “Hey, Malone, we’re here.”
    Bowie realized Tanner had come up behind him. Piss poor timing. “Tanner, there’s someone I’d like you to meet first.” He introduced them. Glancing over his friend’s shoulder, he saw the two men waiting near the bar. Damn. 
    “Go, talk with them. Please.” Cassie urged. “I’m fine.” Maybe this was a face-saving opportunity.
    He didn’t want to, but Tanner seemed to think it was important. “Don’t move. I’ll be back,” he told Cassie.
    She gave him a warm smile and he left her, reluctantly. After he’d been introduced to Micah and Tyson, Bowie had been glad to make their acquaintance. They did share interests. Micah had a spread over near Johnson City and after they’d compared notes, he realized they had friends in common—the McCoys. Aron and Jacob had played football with them at Texas.
    After they’d agreed to get together again soon, Bowie had risen to return to Cassie. The whole time he’d been trying to talk business, all he’d wanted to do was stare into her eyes.   
    But she was gone.
    Bowie ran outside, but there was no sign of her in the parking lot. Damn. Sighing, he headed toward his truck. That was okay. He knew where she lived, and all of a sudden, he had a hankering for candles.
    As he climbed behind the wheel, his cell phone buzzed. “Malone.”
    “Bowie, it’s Jacob. We need you. Aron is missing.” 
    Bowie’s heart lurched in his chest. “Where? When? How?” After he’d been told, he started his truck and put it into gear. “I’ll catch a flight and meet you there.”
     
    ***
     
    Off the coast of the Caymans – Nauta Yacht Isabella
     
    Waiting for Dr. Carlos to leave, she gave Aron time to settle into a deep sleep. When his breathing evened out, Martina rose and came