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squeezed her hand and followed Kurt back through the swinging door to the back.
    Kurt stayed silent as they made their way back out to the alley. Once out into the bright cool day, Clint pulled on his sunglasses.
    “Ready to hunt?” Kurt inquired.
    “Oh yeah,” Clint chuckled. “Let’s get this party started.
    * * * *
    Sara stepped out of the front door of her shop with Cecil and locked up.
    The protesters were still out on the street. Several of them were giving interviews to the reporters who stood with cameras and microphones.
    “Look around,” she said softly to Cecil. “You see our friends?”
    Cecil was quiet a minute before she heard his breath catch.
    “Yeah,” he murmured. “They are in front of Walker’s Second Hand Clothing.”
    Walker’s was the clothing store that most of the older residents shopped at. It was across the street and two doors down. She put her arm though Cecil’s and pulled him with her. They had to dodge through the protesters that were still gathered.
    “Don’t look at them. Don’t respond,” she told Cecil as some of the crowd started to yell.
    They reached the front of her cousin’s store and pushed Cecil towards the door. She glanced over her shoulder and saw that they were being followed.
    The men weren’t exactly hiding so she figured they didn’t care if they were spotted.
    The candle store that her cousin Linda owned was one of Sara’s favourite places. She loved the smell, but it was the homey feel of the place that made the store one of the most popular in town.
    Not only did Linda sell homemade candles, she also sold local art. The art was a combination of every imaginable way people expressed themselves. Sara had several pieces at her home.
    “Hey, cuz. Hey, Cecil,” Linda greeted as they stepped inside.
    Sara waved and pulled out her cell phone. Cecil headed to the register to start talking to Linda. Sara went to where she had programmed Clint’s number into her phone and pressed the call button.
    He picked up on the second ring.
    “We’re being followed,” she told him after he answered.
    “I know. I’m watching,” he replied.
    Of course he was—she should have figured that. But it did make her feel better that he was there.
    “Good job ducking into the store there. Are you safe inside?”
    “Yeah, it’s my cousin’s shop,” she explained.
    “Okay, good. Kurt and I both have eyes on our visitors. Once you leave there I want you to head to the sheriff’s office. We will stay right behind you. Don’t act like you know anything is going on.”
    She sighed and rubbed her forehead where she was starting to get a headache. “Okay.”
    “Kurt’s calling your dad,” he continued. “We’ll have him take you and Cecil home. Once you get there, lock your door and keep your phone close. I’ll call up to the compound and make sure one of our guys is watching the house. I don’t think they will follow you home, but we’ll be careful.”
    “All right.” She tried to take deep breaths and calm her pounding heart.
    “Nothing will happen to you. I promise.”
    “I’m taking Cecil home with me. He lives in an apartment right off Main Street, but I don’t want him alone,” she said.
    “Good idea,” Clint told her. “You two stay together. Go to the sheriff’s office and meet your dad. I’ll be watching, honey.”
    “Thanks,” she said. “Thanks, Clint.”
    “No problem. I’ll talk to you soon.” As he hung up, she felt ten times better.
    She joined her cousin and Cecil and they talked for a couple of minutes. She bought some candles so it looked like they had entered for a reason before she and Cecil headed towards the door.
    She explained to Cecil what the plan was and he grinned.
    “You sure my being there won’t ruin your”—he cleared his throat—“plans for the night?”
    She hip-checked him as they went outside. Cecil’s laughter made her feel lighter.
    They kept their heads close together and spoke quietly as they made