Kidnapping in Kendall County

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to charge him with, then I figure he’ll be out by morning after he makes bail.”
    It was a reminder that if Sonny was indeed guilty of the baby kidnappings, then Austin had to find something fast to keep him behind bars. Of course,
fast
couldn’t start to happen until he got Rosalie to a safe house.
    Austin thanked Gage and got Rosalie moving toward the exit. Even if this incident hadn’t just happened, he would have still made sure it was safe to step outside, but he took a second and third look since Yancy might still be out there. Or the person who’d tried to follow them.
    “You okay?” he asked Rosalie when she pulled in a long breath.
    “No.” Since she didn’t look steady on her feet, Austin looped his arm around her waist. Her gaze fired to his as if she might object over the close contact, but she only gave a weary sigh.
    “Yeah,” he mumbled. He knew exactly what that meant. The danger had created a strange partnership that neither of them had seen coming.
    Austin was about to hurry them to his truck when his phone rang, and he saw Sawyer’s name on the screen. Maybe, just maybe, his partner had found out something so Austin could make an arrest.
    “Please tell me you have good news,” Austin greeted Sawyer, and he eased Rosalie away from the doors and back into the waiting room.
    “Nowhere near it,” Sawyer answered.
    Austin groaned. “What went wrong now?”
    “You did. Just heard something that you’re not gonna like. Trevor Yancy sent a boatload of proof about your unauthorized investigation to the deputy director.”
    Oh, hell. “I’ll be there ASAP to clear things up.”
    “I think it’ll take more than talking to do that,” Sawyer added. “Because the boss wants your badge
now.


Chapter Seven
    Rosalie stared at the sterile white ceiling of the safe house. Again. She’d been doing a lot of that since Austin and she had arrived about eight hours earlier. Hard to sleep in a strange bed with so many things unsettled both in her mind and with her botched investigation.
    Now she had to deal with the danger.
    And the fear that she wasn’t any closer to finding Sadie than she had been nearly a year ago when someone had kidnapped her.
    It was morning now, the sun creating slivers of light through the blinds, but she didn’t get up. She didn’t have enough energy to force herself to move. Plus, she didn’t hear Austin stirring, something that she would have been able to do in the small two-bedroom house.
    The place was literally in the middle of a pasture, miles from town. No traffic, no other sounds, so that earlier she’d had no trouble hearing Austin make multiple calls and pace over the bare hardwood floors.
    He was just as troubled as she was.
    Maybe more, if that were possible. Because from what she’d heard, he hadn’t managed to keep his badge. Still, he’d brought her to the safe house and had kept her in his unofficial protective custody.
    For now, anyway.
    He was probably eager to give that particular duty to someone else so he could continue with the investigation and soothe things over with his boss. Losing his badge would cut him to the core.
    That got her moving from the bed. She had to make arrangements for her own security and work out how to continue the investigation while still staying safe. She’d gotten so close before those monsters had destroyed the evidence and killed Janice, and she needed to find another way to get close again.
    Maybe Vickie Cravens was the key.
    Austin had already made a call about the woman. One of many calls he’d made on the drive to the safe house, and since he was no longer officially an FBI agent, he hadn’t been able to request an FBI background check on her.
    Still, Sawyer had run one, and he’d gotten Vickie’s phone number and address for Austin, but she hadn’t answered when Austin had tried to contact her. Austin had left her a message to call him, that he could help her. Rosalie had memorized the number and would try

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