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James’ front door. You have fourteen days. If he doesn’t show up, if the sister’s body has been found by then, we’ll scale it back.”
    “Yes, sir.”
    “But I want to know for sure if the sister is who he took. I don’t want any more surprises.”
    Caisey nodded. “Yes, sir.”
    Liam had no idea how they were going to ascertain that it’d been Kiera, short of the tests coming back to confirm it was her in the apartment. But it looked like they’d be doing interviews with friends and roommates for the rest of the day.
    “He shows up, you take this guy down.” “Yes, sir.”
    They filed out and headed for their desks.
    Caisey glanced at him. “You really think he’s going to realize his mistake and try to abduct Andrea again?”
    “I don’t know, honestly. It could get ugly, fast, when he realizes Kiera isn’t the woman he thought he was getting.”
    “And then he’ll be twice as determined to get Andrea.”
    “ Which is why we have to protect her. She doesn’t need to be caught up in all this.”
    “Does anyone?” Caisey stopped and turned to him. “It’s not just about protecting her. This is our chance to catch him.”
    “I know. That’s why we’ll have a team on surveillance.”
    “But they won’t be in the apartment. We will. We’re the ones who can get him.”
    “Sure, but—”
    “Do you know how many agents would kill for the chance to take down a serial killer attempting to kidnap his victim?”
    Liam lifted his chin, not liking where this was going. It wasn’t like he didn’t want to catch the guy. He just didn’t like the idea of baiting a trap for a psychopath. There was no way that would end well. “I was there, remember? I’m the one who let him get away.”
    “Well, then, don’t let him get away this time.” Caisey’s face was flushed with excitement. She didn’t get out much. “This is our chance to become legends.”
    Liam wouldn’t mind the notoriety that came with an arrest like that, but he’d much rather the guy never murdered anyone in the first place. “Maybe I don’t want to be a legend.”
    Her face screwed up, like a three-year-old about to throw a tantrum.
    “I’m just saying I like where I’m at. Don’t you?” It was a struggle, but Liam kept a straight face. Caisey never reacted well to neediness. There was no way he was going to pass up an opportunity to tease her. “What, you don’t like being partners anymore? You want to move on?”
    “No, of course not. I—” Her eyes narrowed. “Oh, you’re such a jerk.” Caisey stormed to her desk, looking back over her shoulder. “I’m going to take this guy down, you’ll see.”
    Liam grinned to her back while she swiped up her mug and stomped to the coffee pot. Good for her. He could be proud, even while he understood the majority of her drive came from the fact that Caisey was a “legacy” agent. Her father had been a Special Agent, too. He’d been killed in the line of duty, but not before he got to hand Caisey her badge at her Quantico graduation.
    Liam’s father was a retired Major General whose only emotion was a severe displeasure that his son had not gone into the Army, but to law school and then the FBI. But the Army would never have settled Liam. It would never have given him the chance to put to rest the powerlessness he’d felt when he found his sister’s body. Catching murderers was what did that. Putting in jail the same kind of people who’d twisted his sister’s mind into believing she was better off dead. There was just one problem.
    It wasn’t helping as much as it used to.
     
    **
     
    Andrea shifted aside the blinds and stared out the window at downtown Denver. In her other hand she held her cell phone, pressed to her ear, while her mom went on and on. And on.
    “I’m so glad, darling. So glad you’re okay. Just so relieved to hear your voice.”
    “I know, Mom.”
    “You can’t know, not until you have babies of your own.” Her mom’s breath shuddered