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the theft has something to do with this?”
    “I don’t know, but I’m certain Dominic’s hands aren’t clean.”
    “Unfortunately, love, the wardens need stone cold proof, not belief.” Grace understood her husband’s meaning. All the proof was in The Book.
    Brian forced a smile. “Now kiss me quick before you say goodbye.”
    Her eyes saddened. “Touching hurts you.”
    “It helps me more.”
    ****
    Rosalie had sto Csal>

    A knock sounded at the door. Rosalie groaned. She was not in the mood for company. Maybe if she stayed quiet, the person would go away. Someone knocked again.
    “Rosalie?” A man cleared his throat. “May I have a word, please?”
    She wrinkled her brow, not recognizing the voice. Sliding the chain across, she cracked open the door.
    “Hi. I’m David. I’m not a stalker—”
    She slammed the door in his face. How dare he show up at her home! Rosalie’s fingers clenched.
    “Please,” he begged. “I really need to talk to you.”
    She glanced around for her purse.
    David rapped again. “Rosalie, give me five minutes…one minute?”
    She reached inside and pulled out an aerosol can and her phone. He would so regret this.
    “You don’t understand.” David pounded on the door. “You’re in danger.”
    The door whipped open. Rosalie stood tight-jawed with a small aerosol can in one hand and her cell phone in the other. “Either cops or pepper spray. You have five seconds.”
    “Rosalie, please—”
    “Four.”
    “If you just—”
    “Three.”
    “Please, listen—”
    “Two.”
    “Um…I know Santa.”
    “One.”
    David vanished. An instant later two hands behind her yanked both the can and cell phone away. She spun around and stared dumfounded as he threw the pepper spray on the floor and put the cell phone in his pocket. How did he move so fast?
    “Rosalie, if you only—ow!” She kicked him in the shin. “Quit it! I won’t hurt you. I only want to talk.” He motioned to the bag on the floor. “I brought dinner.”
    “I don’t care if you brought your own personal chef!” she yelled. “Get the hell out of my apartment. You…you…snitch.”
    He looked completely perplexed. “I think we have amisunderstanding—”
    “That’s it—I’m making some noise.” Rosalie took a deep breath as if to scream. David’s hand shot out and grabbed her. The apartment dissolved into nothingness.

Chapter Five
    “Aaaaa—” Rosalie cut off in mid-yell. Her head whipped back and forth in stunned amazement. “W-Where the hell am I? What did you do?” Her heart thumped wildly as she gulped in a deep lungful of air.
    “We’re on top of Penrose’s.” David leaned over and rubbed his shin. “Damn, that’s gonna leave a bruise. You didn’t have to kick me, you know—”
    “Penrose’s? Penrose’s?” She gawked at the flat asphalt surface under her feet. Impossible, but they were suddenly four stories above the parking lot down below. “How did we get here?” she demanded, fear tingeing her voice. “I don’t remember anything—” Fear turned to rage as the only logical explanation hit her. “You slipped Fsal> ce.me a roofie.”
    “Of all the… I would never…” he protested with an indignant sputter. “I’m sorry I scared you. If you listen for a moment, I’ll explain everything.”
    “Forget it. You have nothing I need to hear.” Rosalie backed up with a glare not realizing she was dangerously close to the edge of the building.
    “Rosalie, wait!” David leaped forward to stop her. Startled by his sudden movement, she stumbled, hit the low curb around the roofline, and lost her balance. Flailing wildly, Rosalie screamed as she toppled over the side.
    David snagged her hand. “I have you!” He held on with a grimace, bracing his feet against the low wall. Her fingers inched out of his grasp.
    “Help me,” she choked out, panic-stricken. “I can’t hold on.”
    David strained with the effort to pull her up. .