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Zoe jumped off the bus, running straight at the escaping teenagers.
    And overhead a helicopter appeared, diving low right over the front garden of the house.
    When Judith took her hand off the horn, he could hear the heavy beat of the helicopter’s blades as it settled onto the grass and, over that, the screaming of the boys as the women herded them back toward the house.
    Naftali appeared, blocking the front door of the house, his arms open wide, and the boys skidded to a stop between him and the women, who formed a solid line behind the kids.
    Uniformed men with weapons jumped out of the helicopter, and one boy threw himself onto the ground, covering his head with his hands and screaming. The other two copied him, but the soldiers, or whoever they were, divided into two groups, one racing into the house and the other heading around back.
    Nahum pulled out his cell phone and called the man who’d originally rung and told him about the attack from the rear of the property. He didn’t even know who it was. The voice had spoken in a hushed whisper, and it wasn’t a number in his list of contacts.
    This time the answer was in a normal speaking tone, and he recognized it as Dwight.
    “Hi there, Dwight. What’s happening?”
    “I’ll update you in a minute, but tell that chopper to get back up in the air and look for a car fleeing the area. One of these intruders said Lutterworth promised to be nearby to help if anything went wrong.”
    “Fuck!”
    No way could he leave the bus to go to the helicopter, especially if Lutterworth was still around. He rang Zebulun. “Lutterworth is likely escaping by car. Get the chopper in the air.”
    “I’m on it.”
    Only seconds later, the helicopter took off, and Nahum rang Dwight again. “I need a description of the vehicle to give the pilot.”
    He waited while there was a lot of noise in the background of the call and then heavy breathing before Dwight spoke quietly. “There’s no description. Lutterworth told them it was a test of their worthiness and that he’d be watching. I suspect the damn man took off the moment he realized the kids were in trouble.”
    “Well fuck!”
    “Precisely.”
     
    * * * *
     
    This day had already gone on far too long and been far too stressful for Naftali. He wasn’t a security guard. That job belonged to his brothers. His idea of a stressful day was usually when some idiot put the wrong code in a spreadsheet and ordered one hundred pounds of potatoes instead of one hundred pounds of apples.
    Even the chef screaming abuse at him in French, wanting to know how he was supposed to make apple pies with potatoes, wasn’t nearly as bad as the thought that his woman might be killed by her own fucking father.
    And then, to top it off, they didn’t even catch Lutterworth. They had ten teenage boys who would be charged with a nice long list of breaking and entering, property damage, disorderly conduct, and assault, but that was all.
    The only good news was that apparently two of the boys had been in trouble before, for smashing up George’s Café, and the Reed triplets had some interesting video footage taken from their computers, so they would probably tell what they knew to avoid ending up in adult jail for a long time.
    Being so close to Judith all day had filled him with admiration for her and made him want her more than ever. He’d caught flashes of lust, desire, and longing in his brothers’ eyes as well and knew that tonight, when all the shit was finally sorted and the fucking cookout was under wraps, they would try to get to know her better. Not that Naftali felt he needed to talk to her anymore. Watching her with the women, with the children, as a joint hostess on the farm with her mother, all had taught him more than words would say. Her actions had painted a clear picture of a woman he’d be proud to join with forever.
    The Alpha had returned to the panther warehouse with the rest of the pack since everyone was sure Lutterworth