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located just outside Las Colinas. It was known as the Vioget Research Center, funded by—who else—the prominent Vioget family. The building featured hi-tech security, with swipe cards needed to not only enter the building, but to travel from department to department, lab to lab. Computer records would confirm who’d been there that day and where exactly in the building they’d been. Jason looked forward to getting that information.
    UCLC’s Department of Viticulture and Enology was world-renowned. What the hell kind of research did they do about wine, anyway? Jason shook his head and grimaced, then rubbed his abdomen. He had a burning feeling in his stomach that needed to be fed with a bag of donuts from Mel’s Churros. Yeah, a cop cliché, but damn, he loved donuts.
     
     
    “Lie to the police?” Kendall stared at her brother in horror. Every muscle in her body tightened. “Why, Kevin?” She narrowed her eyes at her younger brother. “Now what did you do?”
    She dropped onto the beige leather couch in their family room and skewered him with her sternest big-sister gaze. Which wasn’t very stern, apparently, much as she tried.
    Bob Dylan’s raspy voice sang “Like a Rolling Stone” from the stereo speakers.
    “I didn’t do anything! I mean, I just…just tell them I was here Saturday night, okay? All weekend basically. It’ll make things easier.”
    “Kevin.” Kendall’s neck and shoulders contracted into rock-like tightness. She twisted the rings on her right ring finger, the rings that had been her mother’s, round and round. “What’s going on? Do you know where Natalia is? What happened to her?”
    “I swear I don’t know! I’m as lost as you are about this!” He rubbed the back of his neck as he paced back and forth across the carpet in front of one arched window, and he did look worried, the charismatic sparkle gone from his eyes, his engaging grin nowhere to be seen. “She must have taken off somewhere.”
    “If she took off less than a week before this damn wedding because she had freakin’ cold feet, I’m gonna kill her when I see her,” Kendall muttered. “Geez. This is not the time to disappear.”
    “I know, I know. I don’t know where she went!”
    She hated to even say the words, her stomach cramping as she uttered them. “Should we cancel the wedding?”
    Kevin blanched. “Cancel the wedding? No. No, we can’t do that. She’ll show up. She will.” The look on his face had Kendall’s heart contracting. He loved Natalia. Was he being jilted, practically at the altar? Oh hell.
    “Oh, Kevin. I’m sorry. This is so awful.”
    She leaned back into the cushions of the couch and stared at the high ceiling, watching the fan twirl above her. She hated when things shot out of control.
    After all the work she’d done to plan this wedding, the bride had disappeared. She almost groaned aloud. Yesterday she’d been pissed off at Kevin and determined that after this wedding was over, things were going to change. No more would she let Kevin take advantage of her. Now… God. Never mind all the time she’d invested. Never mind all the money she’d spent on the wedding. Those weren’t the most important things. It was far worse for Kevin to get dumped days before the wedding.
    If that was what was happening. It was still possible Natalia might show up. But if she did, it was going to be a toss-up whether the dominant emotion would be relief or freakin’ pissed off anger. Kendall wanted to growl. She drew in a long breath and sat up. “I’m supposed to call the police?” Just saying those words made her insides tighten.
    “Yeah.” He dug in his jeans pocket and pulled out a crumpled card. “Uh…Jason.”
    Kendall slowly took the card and looked down at Jason’s name printed there. “He came out here?”
    “Yeah. With another detective. But he said to call him.”
    Kendall’s stomach swooped. She swallowed. “Okay.”
    “He sat there scowling at me and didn’t say a