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Montgomerys and Maguires, we’ll bet on pretty much anything.”
    “And let me guess, you’re all sharks.”
    His smile flashed, very much reminiscent of one. “That would
be true.”
    He guided her into an office.
    Bulldog sat behind the desk.
    Shane’s grandfather might have gotten the nickname for being
tenacious, but it fit his features. He had a broad, strong face and gray hair
cropped close to his scalp.
    He stood, scooping a dappled dachshund off his lap as he
did.
    He offered his hand and said, “No delayed reaction?”
    She suppressed a shiver. “No.”
    That’d come later, when she slept, when she dreamed.
    “Good,” he said, returning to his seat.
    Shane plopped and sprawled.
    She took the chair next to him, sitting on the edge, her
chest going tight.
    They’d probably be leaving in a minute, maybe after Bulldog
laid down some ground rules.
    The urge to bolt swelled. If she didn’t need the money, if
her parents didn’t need it…
    Madison balled her hands into fists. Stick . She had
to stick.
    Shane’s hand covered hers, surprising her, making her feel
instantly better.
    “You’ve got the best on your side,” he said.
    She sent him a grateful smile. “I believe it.”
    Bulldog stroked the dachshund. “Originally I agreed to make
hotel arrangements and assign one of my detectives to help you. But considering
the accident, I think it would be safer if you had round-the-clock protection.
While you’re here, you’ll be staying with Tyler Keane, and Shane will be
accompanying you anywhere you need to go.”
    The warmth generated by Shane’s hand fled. Goose bumps rose
on her arms. “You think someone hit me intentionally?”
    “I can’t rule out the possibility that someone wanted you to
turn around instead of trying to find your biological father.”
    What?
    “Aren’t you taking me to him?”
    “I don’t know who he is.”
    Shane straightened out of the sprawl and glanced from his
grandfather to Madison, then back to Bulldog. What the fuck?
    “Maybe someone should fill me in here. What the hell is
going on?” His hand tightened on hers. “What the hell happened?”
    “A guy slammed into me near the rental center then took off.”
    And you didn’t think to tell me that when I picked you
up?
    Only to be fair, he was the detective. He should have
wondered why he was collecting her at the rental car center instead of in front
of the airport. And now he had to wonder why Bulldog hadn’t said anything.
    He shot a look at his grandfather, but Bulldog had on his
poker face.
    Shane’s thoughts abruptly rewound, to the part where Madison
would be staying with Tyler, forcing contact between all three of them.
    No way would Tyler not want her. No way would she look at
Tyler and not end up in Tyler’s bed.
    Shane’s heart did a roller-coaster plummet, down and then
back up, reminding him of the way it’d skittered at catching sight of her. Of
how it’d tripped into an I have to have you beat and done that freaky
fluttering when he’d thought about running.
    His mouth went dry and his skin suddenly felt too tight. Had
Grandma Maguire seen something? Said something to Bulldog? Set this in motion
the way she had with Cole and Renata?
    And if she had, had she spun it so it was just a couple of
guys who were going to fall for the same girl? Or was Bulldog looking at him,
wondering whether he was the one who took it in the ass or the one who did the
taking?
    A meltdown kind of sensation built in Shane’s chest,
threatening implosion. He so did not want to be thinking about what his
grandfather might be thinking.
    He turned toward Madison. “Did you get a make, a license
plate number, a look at the driver?”
    “No. I didn’t get anything. It happened too fast. I didn’t
even notice him until I saw the flash of red on the passenger side. A guy who
stopped said he thought the car was an Expedition. He gave the police the first
three numbers on the plate.”
    “That’s a start. When we’re