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start, eyes darting around trying to figure out where we were. “We’re in Lafayette. Brent got us a car and some supplies, and I’ve got a safe house lined up in Washington state.” Unbuckling my seatbelt, I moved to get out of the car.
    Lainie grabbed my arm. “How well do you know Brent? Can we trust him?”
    “Lainie, I trust him. We went through the police academy together, and he’s now a federal marshal.” As I opened the door, helping her out without banging her knee around too much, she gave me a look I didn’t quite understand. I reached down and grabbed her cane out of the back seat, handing it to her as I picked her up and carried her over to meet Brent. “The more you’re off that knee, the better it will be,” I said.
    Brent met us by the Chevy, pulling off his hat and running his fingers through his hair.
    “I leave for six months, and you get yourself mixed up in a real mess. I don’t know how you always manage to find the most dangerous situations.”
    I set Lainie down and made sure she was steady on her feet before shaking hands with him. “Well, someone’s gotta do it.” I grinned and introduced him to Lainie. He looked at her, and I saw a flash in his eyes bordering on lust, and I didn’t like it much. “Get your eyes off, we don’t have time for that.”
    “Can’t blame a guy for appreciating a beautiful woman.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out some keys. “Here’s the keys to the Chevy. There are suitcases in the trunk full of clothes, and there’s $10,000 cash for you in my coat.”
    “Thanks, Brent. I told Jordan to call you if she needs anything. I hope that’s okay.” I wasn’t sure what to make of the look I saw pass over his face. What’s with all the cryptic facial expressions today? “I’ll call you tomorrow afternoon at two o’clock from the prepaid cell. Don’t call me unless it’s an emergency.”
    Ten minutes later, we were in the Chevy and back on the road headed west.
     
    Lainie
    Half an hour after we left Lafayette, I was asleep again. I took some of the sample pain meds that Jordan had given me for my knee, and they really knocked me out. Three hours later, I woke up somewhere in Illinois. Jax was listening to a country station, and Kenny Chesney was singing about the boys of fall. Even though that song was about football, it always made me think about Jax. The line about going down the hall in their game-day jerseys really got to me. I remembered how Jax used to strut down the hall on game days, so sure he had the world in the palm of his hand.
    Staring out the window as the miles passed was about the only thing I could do since I didn’t want to start a conversation with him right now. But that left plenty of time to think about the circumstances that led up to that fateful night. He had a right to know all the details of my life afterwards, but I didn’t want to think about it and wasn’t sure I could handle the pain it would cause him. I thought about the tutoring sessions where Jax and I started to fall in love, and my struggle to remain invisible to Keith. Then I almost smiled when I thought about how Jax started bringing me out of the shell I had wrapped myself in after my dad died. What would have happened if I hadn’t gotten mad at Jax, if I had finished the date the way it had been planned? I regretted taunting Keith about being the head of the drug smuggling organization and then trying to hit him with the bat. Thinking of that night caused the knots in my stomach to return. I wasn’t sure they’d ever completely go away.
    “There’s a rest area ahead. Do you need to stop?” Jax asked. I didn’t realize he knew I was awake.
    “Yeah, I do.” I swallowed hard, hoping I could get to the restroom before I threw up. Jax had enough to worry about. He was already concerned about Keith finding us, and because of me, Jordan’s safety was at risk as well.
    By unbuckling my seatbelt as Jax brought the car to a stop, I’d hoped