be hungry, so he had ordered in some Japanese food from the Ichi Bon. He carried it out and laid out the huge feast. “Look what I found in the kitchen. Hope you like Japanese.” They ate in silence. Nick hoped that Whitney would be able to take some time before she did anything else that sapped her energy. She was looking more tired than she had last time. He couldn’t help glancing over at her to see how she was doing. “Nick. I’m fine. Really. I can’t believe I’ve done this to you again.” She looked embarrassed and annoyed. “Agent Hollerman promised me he’d stay with me. He gets so involved in his cases that he can’t think of anything else. He must trust you though. No one’s ever left me alone like he has on this case.” “He says he hasn’t worked with you much. Maybe he just doesn’t realize how hard this is for you. He’s putting you in danger,” Nick said, not able to keep the anger hidden. “He has a little boy you know. I think he’s eight now. Seems like this is hitting close to home for him.” When Nick didn’t relax she asked, “Do you have any kids?” “Not me. My sister has enough for both of us. Her youngest is two and the oldest is fourteen now. Four all together. They live up in Mesa.” “Boys or girls?” She wanted to distract him with conversation, but talking about kids might not be the best idea. “The littlest is a boy. Then she has a four year old girl, an eight year old boy, and the fourteen year old is a girl. She’s a scary one. Dresses pretty crazy. She’s actually a good girl. I just can’t imagine raising a teenager.” “Has she ever heard of the SVWC?” Whitney asked. “I don’t know. Shit! I never thought to check if any of her kids were involved.” He stood and flipped his phone open. “I think I would’ve known since they seem like they train them from the time they are babies. I’d better call her. She’s probably heard about it on the news already since the media has finally figured out the connection with the SVWC and the missing children. I’ll be right back.” Whitney stood up and tried to get her body to move again. She felt sore, like she had fallen again. This was getting worse. She didn’t know how much more of this she could stand. She wasn’t being totally truthful with Nick. She’d never done anything quite this stressful before. Even she didn’t know how much her body could take. She was desperate to stop this lunatic, and her own fears weren’t enough to make her call it quits. Nick came back in the room.“Lisa said none of her kids are in it. She thinks a little friend of Steven’s, the eight year old, might be on one of the teams. They don’t have a phone so I told her I would go talk to the family tomorrow morning.” Nick reached to start picking up the boxes of food when his hand brushed Whitney’s. He felt like he’d stuck his finger in an outlet. “What was that?” He pulled back his hand and shook it. Whitney looked down and blushed a little. “I’m not sure. I’ve never felt anything exactly like that but, with me, you never know. Probably residual energy from the overload.” As Nick finished putting things away he couldn’t stop thinking about it. He walked back into the living room and sat beside Whitney. “Can I try that again?” Whitney didn’t want him to. She knew more than she had told him. She was attracted to Nick and for some reason his touch had created a surge of energy. Her heart was beating faster, and her nipples were hard and tingling. She didn’t want to cause any more problems for him. She would never be able to have a normal relationship, so she avoided them completely. She wasn’t about to get involved and let Nick get hurt. She concentrated on controlling her reaction so it wouldn’t happen again. “Go ahead,” she said quietly. He reached over and touched her hand again. This time it wasn’t such a big shock but he could feel something. He grabbed her hand