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earlier. Clint had organised the watch on Rudy even while helping Sara at her shop.
    “So how was your morning?” Kurt asked.
    Clint grunted. “I don’t know how they do it. Taking orders, making coffee and listening to people. If you ask Sara what every person said to her, Sara will remember every word. I couldn’t do it every day.”
    “Yeah, I agree. I could never make it in customer service,” Kurt agreed.
    “I’m never taking a day off again. That way Sara can’t put me to work.”
    Clint wasn’t actually getting a day off since they were headed to check on Rudy and the men guarding him. But Kurt didn’t say anything. He knew Clint didn’t really mind helping Sara out. In fact, Clint would do anything for Sara.
    That thought turned Kurt’s mind to Savannah. He had gone overboard with Savannah in his office earlier, shocking himself with the depth of his need. He was just thankful he hadn’t scared her away.
    He’d had plenty of time to think about it as the day continued on. His wolf had been right at the surface. He wasn’t as free with his wolf as Clint was—he only shifted once a week or so or when it was needed for work. Earlier was the closest he’d come to actually letting his wolf take over unbidden while still in human form.
    Luckily, he’d managed to hold back enough and not actually give Savannah the mating bite that would bind them together.
    But he’d wanted to. Oh, he really had.
    “Kurt!”
    Kurt snapped out of his own thoughts and jerked. “What?” he grumbled.
    “Nothing,” Clint responded, laughing. “You were mumbling.”
    Kurt shot Clint a glare.
    “Anything you want to tell me?” Clint asked, batting his eyes innocently.
    Kurt’s lips twitched in amusement. The look did not belong on Clint’s face. The man was far from innocent. “No.”
    “You sure?” Clint pressed. “Nothing about a certain beautiful blonde-haired, blue-eyed deputy you smell like?”
    Kurt growled. Of course Clint could smell Savannah on him. He should have thought about that. Well, he really didn’t care. He liked catching whiffs of Savannah’s scent.
    “Okay.” Clint held his hands up. “I’ll let it go…for now.”
    Kurt opened his mouth to reply, but Clint’s phone rang and cut him off.
    Clint answered on speaker. “What do you have, Josh?”
    “The target just left the premises driving a blue Toyota Corolla. He’s heading north away from town,” Josh reported in.
    Kurt pressed on the brake to turn around.
    “Thanks, man. Keep a visual. Don’t lose him,” Clint ordered.
    “On it, boss!”
    Clint disconnected the call and looked over at Kurt. “Where’s the little bastard headed?”
    Kurt glanced over at him, curious. “Bastard? Kind of harsh, man.”
    Clint grunted. “A man like that messes with Cecil? I have a problem with that. He’s nothing more than a bully.”
    Kurt remembered the scene Clint was talking about. He’d forgotten, but now that Clint had mentioned it, he did recall it. “I’d forgotten. It’s weird, though—the way Sheriff Webb and Savannah described him and the way he acted this morning, like he was afraid or something.”
    Clint snorted. “Afraid of getting busted maybe.”
    “Hmm,” Kurt murmured. He’d have to think more on it. He pulled onto one of the back roads that would have him intercepting Rudy’s route.
    “Should we call the sheriff?” Clint inquired.
    “Nah.” Kurt shook his head. “Let’s see where our friend is headed first. Savannah is patrolling out this way. I’ll call her if we need any help.”
    Five minutes later they parked off the road and waited. They weren’t disappointed. Rudy drove by in the blue vehicle Josh had described.
    They pulled onto the road and started to follow him. Kurt saw the black SUV in his rear-view mirror and knew one of the guards was still back there while another would be in shifted form trailing the car that way.
    He stayed far enough away that Rudy wouldn’t suspect he was being followed.