able to bury you without it. Got it?” The man nodded, opened his camera, and handed her the little card. “You keep it,” the cameraman said.” “We’d have to bleep every word you said anyway and unlike him, I can see that you’re serious that you don’t want to be interviewed.” He moved away from her without another word. Bronwyn turned to him and wrapped her arms around him. He laughed when she told him she had been so scared. When she pulled back and frowned, he kissed her on the nose. “You might have been scared, but that man over there has you beat. I’m reasonably sure that if another woman tells him she doesn’t want to be interviewed, he’ll walk away.” She smiled at him and moved back when his mom came toward them. Alistair was still holding onto Ally, and he kept an eye on them both. This wasn’t a good place to fall apart. When Bronwyn looked around, he asked her if there was anyone there that they should be worried about. “No. I just….” She looked around again. “There’s something off here. Don’t you think? Look around and tell me what you see.” He held her to him and looked around. There were several news crews talking into mikes or interviewing people. He saw the cameramen standing very still as they filmed the anchors. Mall security was milling about with the police, and there were several hundred shoppers staring on as if they were waiting on someone to open fire again. Then he looked into the store. The front window was filled with half-dressed mannequins as well as a large bathtub filled with what appeared to be silver balloons. Ryland thought it was supposed to be bubbles and thought that they’d done a good job of it. Towels hung over the edge and draped to the floor. And a dark pink and red shower curtain hung behind the scene so that it looked like a bathroom. He looked at the doorway into the shop, then back at the scene. “How did he see you?” Bronwyn nodded. “Where were you in the shop when the shots started firing?” “In the back. We were trying to talk Ally into a lovely bra-and-panty set when I felt him coming toward us. Before I could step in front of your mom and Ally, the cashier was killed.” “He knew Ally was in the shop.” She nodded again, and he felt a shiver run up his spine. “Did you get anything from him prior to him shooting the place up?” “Only that he had a clear picture which one she was and that he was to kill her at all costs. He was excited to be able to take out so many with her, as well.” She turned in his arms, and he held her. “There are four people in the crowd with cell phones that are recording this. Two more behind us that are talking about how they’re going to be famous at school in the morning when word got out they’d been here. There is a woman in the shop still that won’t come out because she wet herself, and the woman with her is trying her best not to tell the girl she’d done the same thing. But there is no one here that has a clue what happened or why other than us.” Ryland nodded to Alistair when he caught his eye. It was time to move them out before whoever ordered this showed up to finish the job. He was just turning to leave with them all when Bronwyn touched his arm. He stilled and watched her as she spoke to Ally. “They’re going to say you’re dead.” Ally started to shake her head. “It’ll come out later that you’re not, but for now, they’re going to assume you’re among the dead. It will buy us some time in trying to figure this out.” Ally looked back at the man that had been covered up, then back at them. “You’ll tell me what you know. I know you said you can do a shit ton of stuff, so I’m guessing you know what is really going on here, right?” “Yes. He wasn’t sent by your ex. According to what I’ve found out and what Keith has, I would assume that you’re worth more to him alive than dead right now.” “If he tries to cash in on