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miscarriage...” Davis blew out a harsh breath. “Well, we were being careful and preferred not to talk about it yet.”
    That explained it. Fear gripped Davis. Ben didn’t blame him one bit. “Congratulations.”
    The only one not jumping up and down with good cheer was Jocelyn. For a few seconds she just sat there. “It’s great news, but how could you let me in the house at all? Or Ben?”
    Again with the theory that he was the devil’s right-hand man. “I’m sitting right here.”
    Jocelyn gave him a “wait until I get you alone” glare, and not in the good way. “My point is that Davis strikes me as the kind of guy who might put his wife in a protective shell when she’s pregnant. And in this case, he should. We’re talking guys with guns here.”
    “I would if Lara would go without yelling the house down. I’d take her to an island with a private doctor and hide out until the baby comes,” Davis mumbled under his breath.
    The click of Connor’s coffee mug against the table had everyone turning. He didn’t slam it down or yell. No, neither was Connor’s style. He simply commanded attention and somehow got it without any fanfare.
    He cleared his throat. “I’m not convinced this is a Corcoran issue but—”
    “What does that mean?” Jocelyn asked.
    “I think they—whoever they are in this case—are after you .”
    “Why?” Ben asked.
    “I’ve been with Ben the whole time,” she said at the same time.
    “If someone wanted to take Ben out, they could have gone after him on the street or at his house. Why wait until you were around?”
    Ben had walked through that argument in his mind and on paper. He came up with one reason. “Leverage. They know we’re together and can use Jocelyn to get to me.”
    “Together, really?” Pax asked as he looked around the room. “That’s news, right?”
    “Then there’s the problem with the records search,” Joel said.
    Ben groaned. He knew what that meant and it wasn’t good. Background checks. Quiet checking. It all spelled trouble for Corcoran.
    Jocelyn sighed. “Now you lost me.”
    “Joel has a warning system of sorts set up. When someone goes looking for information on us or our property or our backgrounds, it trips an alarm and Joel finds out.” Ben found the whole thing spooky but he had to admit it had come in handy more than once in the short time since he’d begun working with the team.
    “Last night someone started looking into the ownership of Davis’s house.” Joel made a few swipes on his tablet. “Thought maybe that detective was double-checking but it didn’t trace back to him. This look came from someone skilled at hiding their digital footprints.”
    Davis swore. “That’s great.”
    But it was what Joel and Connor didn’t say that had Ben’s nerves clicking to high alert. “No one checked on me.”
    Joel winked at him. “Exactly.”
    “Hello.” Jocelyn waved a hand in front of Ben’s face. “Still lost.”
    “No one is searching for my house, which is a brand-new condo, one I got since leaving NCIS.” One whose ownership trail Joel and Connor had helped Ben bury through a corporation and a shell and whatever else they insisted on to keep his name off the title. “The search was for Davis’s house, where you are right now. It suggests the attackers don’t know about me and are fishing to figure out who you’re with and why.”
    She winced. “But why me? I don’t know anything.”
    “I have no idea, but we’re going to find out.” Connor glanced down at his notes. “We start with the clue about the first guy wanting something from you. That means we retrace your steps and, sorry to say, tear your life apart.”
    Her body stiffened and she almost bounded out of her chair. “What?”
    Ben held her down with a hand on her thigh. The reaction combined with the cryptic comment from yesterday about this not being her first experience with danger had him wanting to do some background searching of his own.