Sacrifice
with you.”
    They pulled him into the hall, where eight more guards waited. They marched down the hall and turned the corner. Two more guards stood by a door and snapped to attention when they saw the group approach.
    One of the men opened the heavy metal door. “Kramer said to bring him in and he’ll be here shortly.”
    “Tell Kramer it’s rude to keep his guest waiting,” Will said as he walked through the opening. Worried about what he’d find on the other side, he was relieved to see a table and two chairs and a mirror covering one wall. A simple interrogation room.
    The door closed behind him.
    They were watching him through the glass. As heavily as they guarded him, he knew they didn’t expect him to show signs of weakness. Nevertheless, they hoped to glean something by observing him in isolation. What they wanted from him, he had no idea, but this was all part of the game. Make him wait and worry.
    He pulled out the metal chair, the feet screeching across the bare concrete floor. Once he sat, he kicked back with his elbow on the table. Lesson number one when going undercover: you can make people believe anything if you play the part right.
    But Will wasn’t undercover, and he had a feeling it wasn’t going to work this time.
    Fifteen minutes later the door opened. Will raised an eyebrow in greeting but remained silent as Kramer walked into the room. The sight of the man sent ripples of apprehension through Will that had nothing to with the exchange they were about to have. Acknowledging his fear ignited the worry he’d felt for the woman last night, a worry that burned Will with an intensity he wasn’t prepared for. He stifled his gasp.
    Kramer took a seat in the chair on the other side of the table. “How did you sleep, Will?”
    Will took a moment to recover from his dismay. He hadn’t felt anything for her since he went to sleep last night. He’d hoped it was a bad acid trip. Will smirked. “Those peas under the mattress really disturbed my rest. If you plan to let me stay here longer, I hope you have someone look into that.”
    Kramer folded his hands on the table and stared into Will’s face with cold, hard eyes. “Keep it up while you can, Davenport. Pretty soon your cocky attitude will be beaten out of you.”
    Dread filled him, but Will tsked . “What kind of hospitality is that?”
    Kramer lifted his mouth into a grim smile. “Where is she?”
    “ You can’t tell them ,” a voice said in his head. A voice that wasn’t his own. Will’s heart skipped a beat. He’d imagined it, yet he felt an urge to obey. “Who?”
    Kramer shook his head. “Seriously? We’re playing this game?” His brow furrowed. “Trust me, with the press catching wind of Alex’s disappearance from the public eye and some bimbo coming out of nowhere claiming to have had an affair with Senator Warren, I have enough trouble to deal with without adding you and this infuriating woman into the mix. And considering what a pain in the ass you’ve been, I’d love nothing more than to take my frustration out on you.”
    Will’s mind kicked into gear, trying to sort out why they were holding him. Kramer must have hired him to find the woman in the woods. If he played along, he might get more information. “Senator Warren? You mean the guy running for president? What does he have to do with this? Is the woman you’re asking about the one claiming to have slept with him?” He forced himself to sound cocky, every word at odds with his rising fear.
    Kramer sighed. “You’re full of idiotic questions, when what I really need is answers.” He placed his palms on the table and leaned forward. “Where’s Emma?”
    Emma . The name sent waves of love crashing through him. Fear, dread, worry, belonging—all pinned themselves on the single word. His whole reason for living was tied to a woman he didn’t even know.
    That was impossible. And crazy.
    “ Tell them nothing. You have to buy her more time ,” the voice
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