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    “He’ll be chained.”
    Kate jerked her head to the side and let out a breath. “I’m not worried about him jumping over the table, Mr. Jericho.”
    “It’s Brad.”
    She accepted the invitation with a nod, though for some unknown reason his tone made the suggestion sound like an intimacy. Her nerves jangled already, she put the idea out of her head. She didn’t have time to get close to anyone, no matter how well they filled out a suit or how good they looked. And Brad Jericho definitely looked good.
    He embodied both power and strength and, walking beside him, she felt small. Even though she was five-eight, Brad easily topped her by at least six inches. Even with three-inch heels she barely reached his chin. Add his height to the massive width of his shoulders and Kate couldn’t imagine anyone not being intimidated by him.
    Still musing over the giant beside her, it took a few seconds for the sound of an alarm to register. Brad had her by the arm and was hustling her toward the closest door before she caught on that a siren inside a prison was never a good thing.
    “Stay here.” He shoved her into a vacant office and slammed the door shut before she could reply. But the intercom blared through the thin walls, instructing all prisoners to get on the floor.
    Kate crept closer to the door and pressed her ear against the wood. The loud blast of a shotgun made her cringe. What was going on out there? The reporter in her wanted more information but the mortal in her convinced her to stay put.
    Heart pounding ferociously, Kate mentally recited the names of all the presidents, a calming habit she’d gotten into while in college. Facts soothed her, helped her regain focus. She’d reached Grover Cleveland when a white piece of paper came scooting under the door.
    One hand on the doorknob, Kate considered peeking out, but common sense reared its head once more. Instead she stooped and picked up the note. As her fingers unfolded the 5x7 slip, they shook a little. It didn’t make sense that anyone would be sending her a note, so this had to be a mistake.
    Except the words leaping off the page were definitely meant for her.
    I’ll see you soon, Kate. Until then, stay safe. John Ramsey.

Chapter Four
     
    Brad managed to hang on to his temper by a thread, a slim one at that. While the detectives talked with Kate inside his prison walls, he wanted to wrap his fingers around John Ramsey’s throat.
    The man was playing a game, had probably paid off one of the minimum-security workers to deliver the note. How he’d known Kate was there at that time was something he’d find out, and once he did, some prisoners would be spending some quality time in The Hole.
    David bumped his fist against the office door and stuck his head inside. “The police are leaving now. You want me to bring Miss Elliott back in here?”
    “No. I’ll go to her.”
    “Hey, you might want to draw some deep breaths. You look like you could put your head through a wall right now.” David stood in his way.
    “You got that work schedule yet?” Brad didn’t want to be pacified.
    “It’s on its way. Are you listening to me?”
    “I’m listening, but breathing isn’t going to make any of this go away. Ramsey has his sights set on Kate Elliott and we both know that man will stop at nothing to get what he wants.”
    “He’s in a cell, Brad. There’s only so much he can do.”
    “Then explain the flowers this morning.” Brad crossed his arms, gave his friend an expectant look.
    David dropped his gaze to the carpeted floor. “I can’t, but I guarantee you there is a logical explanation. Ramsey probably paid one of the prisoners. A guy who gets visitation has his girlfriend or cousin or whomever order the flowers. It’s a smokescreen. He knows he’s limited in what he can do.”
    “I wouldn’t be too sure of that.” Brad had seen what had happened the last time he’d underestimated John Ramsey. It wasn’t going to happen this time. He