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she would have loved to trust them, she couldn’t. Something weird was occurring.
    “I need to call my dad,” she told him.
    Justin held up his hand. “I know you want to talk to him. Can you just wait?”
    Stepping back, she eyed Justin. He appeared earnest as his gaze met hers. Still unsure, she strolled over to the coffee pot. Taking the time to pour the brown liquid into a mug and add sugar and creamer, she thought about his request.
    “I’ll wait to call him,” she relented.
    “Thanks,” Justin said, turning back to the stove. He pulled the skillet off the burner. “And I made breakfast.”
    “Taking her cup back across the kitchen, Kayla sat beside Randy. He rubbed his hand down her arm before linking his fingers with hers.
    “We’ll get to the bottom of this,” he whispered.
    “I know.” She nodded. Of course, that wasn’t completely true. She didn’t really know anything.
    Everything had happened so fast. She and Randy always tried to meet at least once a week for dinner. But it was never on the same day of the week. There was no way for anyone to have advanced knowledge that they met last night.
    Since it was a Friday, they could have had dates or other plans. It just so happened that they’d both been free.
    Either someone had followed her or Randy—or that person had just stumbled on to him and her leaving the restaurant. She didn’t believe the latter was the case.
    And if anyone were targeting Randy, why would he or she leave his family alone?
    The sick feeling in her belly made her think that she had been the objective.
    Her dad had always told her to trust her gut. Now was the time to have confidence in herself.
    She smiled up at Justin as he placed a plate of ham and eggs in front of her. “Thanks.”
    “You’re welcome,” he replied softly.
    They ate in silence. She and Randy sat at the large tiled countertop and Justin leaned back against one of the counters with his own breakfast.
    Glancing at the clock on the stove, she saw it was almost ten-thirty in the morning. She was usually an early riser and couldn’t believe that the morning was almost gone. She hoped that Angel would arrive soon. There was no way she could wait around all day.
    Between the strong coffee and the wonderfully prepared food, she started to feel more secure in what she needed to do. After she heard whatever it was Angel had to tell her she would call her dad then start looking for whoever had been after them last night.
    Her dad had taught her how to handle a weapon and she was licensed to carry concealed.
    She wouldn’t be caught off guard again.
    Beside her plate, her phone rang. She picked up the small device, not recognizing the number. Glancing at Justin, she pressed the answer sensor.
    “Hello?” She met Justin’s gaze as he stepped closer at the same time Randy stood and leaned against her side.
    “Kayla Webb?”
    Not able to place the man’s voice she tensed. “Yes?”
    “I’m Chase Lawson. From Canyon. I know your dad.”
    Kayla vaguely remembered who Chase was. He was the Beta for her Pack, so of course she knew. “I know who you are, Mr. Lawson.”
    “Call me Chase, please. Anyway, the reason I’m calling is that…um, I think it would be best if you came home this weekend. You’re in Lubbock, right? I can even send someone to pick you up.”
    In all the time she’d lived in Lubbock, she had never received a call like this. Wary from the events, Kayla wasn’t sure she could trust the phone call. “Why isn’t my dad or Shawn calling me?”
    “I’m sorry. Uh, I was with your dad at the house when…when he was shot.”
    “Shot?” she yelled.
    “He’s okay! Or he will be. He’s out of surgery and they were able to remove the bullet. He hasn’t woken up yet and I got your number from his phone.”
    “Where is Alp…Shawn?”
    “He and my brother Max are looking for the culprit. I can have him call you as soon as he gets back. I just wanted to make sure you knew what’s going