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her internal alarms. Tobi and Gracie both followed her gaze, and Lara heard Tobi’s whispered, “Oh no, I wonder what’s happened. I know that look…and it never heralds good news.”
    Lara watched as the men conversed among themselves. Several pulled out their phones and spoke animatedly, their gazes flickering in her direction. But it was Peter’s and Fischer’s expressions that worried her the most, their eyes held something between worry and sympathy, and it was the most terrifying thing she’d ever seen. Lara felt Tobi and Gracie flank her, their arms going around her protectively as she started trembling so hard she wondered if she would shake apart.
    The sound of her own heartbeat pounded so loudly in her ears it nearly drowned out the harsh sound of her gasping for breath. Lara saw both Peter and Fischer turn at the same moment to look at her as if they’d heard her mind racing as worry assailed her. For the first time, Lara understood the fear her grandparents must have lived with every time a stranger appeared on their front porch. Their daughter and her family had been traipsing all over the world and she knew they had to have worried themselves sick. Good God, she really was losing it if she was thinking about people she hadn’t seen in almost a decade. Frantically reaching for her phone, Lara realized it was no longer in her pocket. Why hadn’t she answered it or at least checked it? Anyone who would have called her was already in the room—everyone but those few people who’d been given her number as an emergency number for her parents. The horrible realization that washed over her made her knees buckle, and the last thing she remembered was the sound of chaos surrounding her.

Chapter Three
     
     
    Kyle West had been his team leader when they’d both been Navy SEALs, so their connection was strong enough that Peter had known almost immediately the nature of the phone call his friend had taken. Hell, it wouldn’t have taken a close friend or empath to read the man’s body language. Kyle had gone on point the minute he’d looked at the screen on his phone and his clipped speech was a throwback to their time in the military. Ending the call, Kyle turned and started giving orders to members of his team who had gathered around. Peter saw Fischer pull Lara’s phone from his own pocket and wince at whatever he saw on the screen.
    Listening to Kyle recount his conversation with one of his contacts at the State Department sent a spike of fear through him. Peter wanted to put his fist through the closest wall when Kyle explained why the State Dept. had become involved and that Lara’s parents were missing. The part of the world where they’d last been seen was anything but friendly to any humanitarian workers, and particularly unsafe for Americans who were considered a threat no matter how noble their reasons were for being there.
    As if that news wasn’t unpleasant enough, in his opinion the situation went from dire to straight up FUBAR when Kyle told them the case was being transferred to the Department of Homeland Security. Yep, the entire evening was officially fucked up beyond all recognition.
    Letting his gaze flick to where Kent West stood with his phone pressed to his ear and his teeth clenched while he listened to whoever was on the other end of the line didn’t do anything to reassure him that Kent was hearing anything more encouraging. Peter wondered if the other man’s teeth would shatter from the pressure his jaw was exerting, hell, everything about his body language screamed anger and frustration. “Please tell me your brother isn’t talking to Roberts. Goddammit, Lara doesn’t deserve this.”
    ‘ We need to get over there, Lara has obviously already sensed something is wrong and she’ll know it involves her because of the phone call.’
    ‘ Agreed, I’ve never known anyone to call her that wasn’t already here tonight.’ Fischer’s words might have been spoken in Peter’s