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    “Chase?” She answered without checking the number.  
    Hysterical sobs answered her.  
    “Hello? Who is this?”  
    “He took them,” Amanda screamed, “He took the kids.”  
    Emily’s heart went cold. “What?!”  
    “He beat me and he said he’s taking them. I can’t go anywhere, I can barely move, but he’s got them, Emily, he’s got them.”  
    “No,” she whispered back, jumping up. “Where? Where’s he taking them?” She rushed to the door and grabbed her bag. Fear was overcome by the burning rage, but it didn’t help. The emotions controlled her and she shook to her heels.  
    “I don’t know. I don’t know. He took them! He took them!” Amanda continued shrieking it over and over again. It was too much for Emily to handle. She hung up and stepped towards the door, then towards the couch, then the door again.  
    What the fuck could she do? Where had the bastard taken her children?  
    Emily was overcome with the fury and need to harm the man who’d harmed her.  
    She fell to her knees and yelled until she didn’t have breath in her lungs. She should have acted sooner. She should’ve risked Chase – she’d lost him anyway – and had Brian arrested when she’d had the chance.  
    Now it was too late, and her kids were at stake. This was her fault. She was the problem, she’d destroyed everything, she’d…
    The low hum of music met her ears, drifting from the parking lot outside. She froze. It was Latin music, the same kind they’d played in the restaurant that night, years ago, where she’d first realized her feelings for Chase. Where she’d finally let him in.  
    Clarity.  
    Calmness flowed through her, flooding the anger out and bringing logical thought. The first she’d had in what seemed like years.  
    The kids. The kids were all that mattered in this, and she had to get them back. She had to get them out of harm’s way.  
    Emily scuffled to her feet, pulling herself up by the table beside the door. How? How could she find out where he’d taken them? What would she do if she was Brian Ross?  
    Emily wracked her brain, but nothing presented itself.  
    “Come on,” she whispered, then lifted her phone to stare at the screen, willing herself into a stroke of genius.  
    It came like a lightning strike instead.  
    She’d given Jared the phone in case they needed her. Emily dialed the number and pressed the phone to her ear.  
    It rang five times, then there was a click and a scratching noise.  
    “Hey there, bitch,” Brian sang into the phone. The reception was bad, and the hum of the engine in the background told her what she needed to know.  
    “Where the fuck are you?”  
    “Now, is that anyway to greet your long lost husband?”  
    “Have I called the past? You’re my ex-husband. Where are they, Brian?”  
    “They’re where they should be, with me.” The soft whimper of tears in the background swelled to a crescendo and Brian pulled the phone away for a second. “Shut the fuck up, Rebecca. Shut up.”  
    “Don’t talk to them like that.” Emily spoke up, but kept her tone even. She wouldn’t let the panic or rage back in. It had gained her nothing but confusion and landed her in this position in the first place.  
    “They’re mine, I’ll talk to them however I want.”  
    “Let me speak to them.”  
    “You don’t need to speak to them, they don’t need you.”  
    “Mommy!” Jared screamed, and Emily’s pulse raced. Her mind was clear, but the fear had set in again, taking hold as surely as a virus. She ousted it and took slow breaths in and out.  
    “You’d better shut up or I’ll make you, boy,” Brian said.  
    “You harm a hair on their heads and I will equalize you, Ross. Do you understand me?” Emily delivered it with crisp precision, and her ex-husband, the fucking psychopath, chuckled at her in return.  
    “You don’t have the balls, McDonald. You don’t have the guts to come out and do what needs to