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in the system. A system that could very well let her down when she needed it the most.
    â€œWhat am I going to do?” she whispered around the lump clogging her throat. She’d been in rough spots before, some so horrifying she still occasionally woke up screaming from the nightmares. Never had she envisioned her entire life torn to shreds to the point that she could lose everything else important to her.
    Jared took the documents from her and tossed them on the table before urging her out of the chair and into his arms. Without an ounce of hesitation she slipped into his warm and oddly comforting embrace. She knew on some level her willingness to be held was in reaction to the horrifying news she’d just learned. If everything Jared had shown her was true, then her life was literally hanging in the balance. What would happen next? When would they make their move? And most important, who the hell were they?
    His hands slid up and down her back, soothing herto some small degree. She closed her eyes and breathed in his masculine scent, wishing this was just another in a long line of nightmares. A horrible dream she’d wake up from when the alarm went off in the early morning hours.
    â€œI promise you, we’re going to find out who’s behind this and bring them down.”
    His words brought her wishful thinking crashing to the ground.
    She leaned back and looked into his sympathetic eyes. “I don’t know how. In the three years you’ve been on the run, all you’ve been able to come up with are some bank statements for an account I don’t even own.”
    His lips tightened into a grim line, and her dread became downright despair. She’d seen that look before. Maybe not recently, but every part of him was still firmly imprinted on her memory. She knew in her heart he was going to say something that had the potential to send her into full-blown panic. “Oh, God. What else?”
    He turned her toward the table. “Sit here and I’ll show you. You’re not—” He stiffened abruptly and pulled away from her.
    Before she could ask him what was wrong, he lifted his hand and made a slashing motion against his throat, stopping her before she could utter a single word. She listened, but all she heard were the sounds of the city at night. That didn’t mean Jared hadn’t heard something to put him on alert. A quick glance at her wristwatch told her it was already past eleven o’clock.
    Jared quietly moved to the window and used the tipof his finger to carefully ease the curtain aside. If she hadn’t been watching him, she would never have known he’d moved it. He stood so absolutely still she couldn’t help wondering if he was even breathing.
    As carefully as he’d eased the curtain aside, he shifted it back into place. When he turned to face her, her heart sank. The emotion banked in his expressive eyes told her everything she needed to know. Someone knew where they were.
    She had a thousand questions, but he shook his head and placed his finger over his lips. Reminding herself she’d done nothing wrong, that Jared was the fugitive and not her, did nothing to still the rapid cadence of her heart. And for good reason. According to what he’d shown her thus far, she had reason to be afraid. Very afraid.
    Without a sound, he picked up all the papers before lifting her briefcase and setting it on the bed. He opened the dual latches with equal silence. After placing the thick envelope and documents inside, he handed her the briefcase, then picked up her shoes, frowned, and motioned for her to put them on before he opened the closet to pull out a packed duffel bag.
    Her insides started trembling again. She wished he’d say something and break the horrible silence.
    After tucking her purse inside the duffel, he slung the heavy bag over his shoulder and made his way back to the window. The seconds ticked by until he finally slid the