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haven’t been out back since then, so I’m sure they’re still locked.”
    Good. A locked door wouldn’t stop pros, but it might slow them down. “Check, just to make sure.”
    Theresa didn’t question him. She hurried to do what he’d asked.
    Luke automatically went through a mental checklist. According to the sitter, the baby was asleep. The men were likely only minutes away. Maybe less. And basically, once he’d verified that the doors were locked, Theresa’s house was about as secure as he was going to be able to make it without equipment and assistance.
    “I can’t believe this is happening,” Elaina mumbled. She rubbed her hands up and down her arms and paced.
    Yeah. Luke was having a hard time believing it, as well. “You’re sure these guys are a real threat?”
    She stopped in midpace. “Oh, they’re real. I’m just wondering why they didn’t go to the shop after Theresa told them that’s where I was.”
    Probably because the shop was so close to the police station. If the men were up to no good, that’s the last place they’d want to confront Elaina. More likely scenarios were that they’d either hang around her house. Or they’d come here.
    “Everything’s locked up,” Theresa said, returning to the room.
    Luke took out his gun and pulled back a lacy white curtain so he could see outside.
    “Please tell me what’s wrong.” Theresa said. She sounded on the verge of tears.
    Elaina answered before he could. “There are war protestors who might have followed Daniel to Crystal Creek. You know how some people are opposed to the military being overseas. Daniel just doesn’t want to take any chances that these protestors might be fanatics.”
    Luke wasn’t surprised that Elaina’s lie had come so easily, but this time, he was thankful for it. He needed to focus on what had to be done. Because, simply put, his son could be in danger.
    “Go to Christopher,” he instructed Theresa. “If the windows aren’t locked, then lock them. Close the curtains, turn off any lights and stay with him until we’re certain these protestors are gone.”
    Theresa nodded. “Should I call the sheriff?”
    Luke didn’t really want to have to deal with the locals on this. Not until he was certain what he was dealing with. “No. Don’t call him yet. This might turn out to be nothing.”
    The sitter rushed away again, headed toward one of the side rooms of the house, and Luke turned his attention to the street. Would the men arrive in a car, as they’d apparently done at Elaina’s, or were they on foot? Luke had to be prepared for either.
    He took out his cell phone and pressed in the number for his backup: a friend and fellow agent, Rusty Kaplan. He was waiting just a few miles away.
    “I need your help,” Luke told Rusty. “Look for two men driving around town in a black car. One is blond. The other is wearing an eye patch. If you find them, take them in for questioning.”
    Rusty assured Luke that he would, and Luke hung up, slipping the phone back into his jacket pocket.
    “I blame you for this,” Elaina snarled in a hoarse whisper. She frantically looked around the room and extracted an umbrella from a tall reed basket by the door. Presumably, she planned to use it as a weapon.
    Luke moved to another window in the living room where he had a better view of the street and the side of the yard. He kept his gun ready.
    “How do you figure?” he asked.
    “Those men must have followed you to Crystal Creek.”
    Luke couldn’t completely rule it out, but that scenario wasn’t very likely. “If someone followed me, I would have noticed.”
    “Maybe not,” she fired back.
    “ I would have noticed ,” he insisted.
    Maybe someone hadn’t followed him per se, but they might have gotten the information from Collena Drake and backtracked until they found Elaina.
    Now the question was—what the hell did they want?
    Luke didn’t want to get into a lengthy discussion, or argument with Elaina to try to