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crowd still moved at a steady pace, the bumping and jostling mostly coming from firemen who were charging upward in the opposite direction.  
    “Get clear of the building!” they shouted as they headed up.  
    As they surged into the crowded lobby, Prentiss kept his grip firm on Isabelle’s arm but he felt her resist.
    “I’ve got to find Mac!” she yelled.
    He glanced backward at her, the amber eyes blazing, her lips parted with heavy breathing.
    “We have to get clear of the building,” he shouted back, using the dialogue he’d just heard.
    Whether he’d convinced her or not, he didn’t know but she sped up again. As the throng crushed near the double doors, Prentiss pushed with them. After several long minutes of bodies pressed together, people screaming and shouting, firemen trying to get in, they were out.
    Prentiss ran now, not wanting to lose momentum.  
    “To the parking lot,” he called over his shoulder. “All the way clear.”
    He could see his white sedan from here–the one he’d worked so hard on. He’d bolted an aftermarket push bumper on the front of it and slapped a few magnetic-mount antennas on top. If you didn’t look too close, it was an unmarked police car–though he hadn’t been sure enough to park it next to other law enforcement vehicles.
    The crowd had thinned out considerably. Lots of people had stopped to look back at the building or were taking pictures with their cell phones. Only a handful had reached their cars and, those that had, were quickly getting in. Prentiss felt Isabelle tug backward against his grip.
    “I’m going to call Mac,” she shouted.  
    Prentiss slowed to a rapid walk, breathing hard, but he kept tugging. The car was only a dozen yards away.
    “I’ve got a radio in the car,” he said, not turning to her. “It’ll be quicker than a phone. Everything’s going to be jammed.”
    Isabelle came abreast of him and tried to pull her arm free.
    “I’m fine,” she said. “You can let go.”
    They were almost at the car.
    “Not really,” he said as he reached to his duty belt.
    Though the gun wasn’t real, just an air gun with an empty clip, the handcuffs and riot baton were real. Prentiss unsnapped the leather loop around the baton and removed it with his left hand.

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    Isabelle glanced back at the building. The sound of sirens filled the air and firetrucks of all types and sizes were joining the few that were already on the scene.
    Where is Mac?
    How was she going to find him in all this confusion?
    Hopefully the police officer was right.  
    But just as they arrived at his car, her phone rang. It was Mac’s ringtone!
    Though she heard the chirp of the car alarm as well as the door opening, she didn’t look. She was trying to dig the phone out of her purse when she realized they’d stopped at the back of the car and the trunk was open. She was just thinking how empty it looked when a sharp blow at the back of her head pitched her forward and the world suddenly went black.

CHAPTER FOUR

    “What do you mean you left her here alone ?” Mac screamed at the top of his lungs.
    Dixon’s ears seemed to pin themselves to the side of his head but he didn’t back up.
    “I’m sorry, Mac,” he said, locking gazes with him. “How many times do you want me to say it?”
    Mac had been stuck in the elevator for an hour before an emergency technician had been able to override the stop. By then, the building had been empty. Calls to Isabelle’s cell phone had gone unanswered. Mac had checked at the rental car–one of the few remaining vehicles in the lot. But there was no sign of her anywhere.
    “We don’t know that she’s been abducted,” Ben said.
    “ You don’t know,” Mac spat, whirling on him. “ I do! ”
    “Mac,” Dixon said. “We’re doing everything we can.”
    “It’s not enough!” Mac yelled, pacing to the far end of the conference room.  
    They’d already sent a black and white to her apartment. It was