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    “You look like you have questions about the plan, so ask.” Rocky must have seen her frown.
    She raised her eyes to meet his golden brown gaze. “I’m just confused. I didn’t realize we had a plan.”
    At least no plan past getting her stuff out of the apartment and out of sight before Tito spotted them.
    Rocky grinned. “We always have a plan.
    “Okay.” She sounded about as skeptical as she felt.
    “You don’t believe me that we have one, do you?”
    “I do . . . I guess. What is it?” She didn’t want to insult him but she couldn’t exactly lie either.
    “First, we’ll ask Rick about leaving your things here.”
    “Why?”
    “Because I got nowhere secure to lock up my truck with all your stuff exposed in the bed. Aside from the chance someone could steal your shit, I don’t want to risk leaving all the things we’re trying to hide from your ex out in the open for him to find.”
    She didn’t love that idea but it made sense, at least.
    “Yup.” Jon tipped his head in agreement with Rocky. “On top of that, we were parked in front of your apartment for a long time. I don’t think we were followed but we can’t risk the vehicle being spotted and recognized. We need to unload and then move the truck away from the house so it doesn’t lead anyone right here to you.”
    Followed? This was feeling more and more like a television cop show than her shambles of a life.
    If it were a show, everything would be wrapped up neatly within the forty minutes of the program, not counting commercial breaks.
    Wouldn’t that be nice?
    Unfortunately this was very real, and she had another real concern to inquire about. “What about tonight? Where am I going to sleep with Lola?”
    “I have a plan for that.”
    Jon shot Rocky a sideways glance from beneath one cocked brow. “Do you? Wanna fill me and her in on that?”
    “Sure.” Rocky nodded as he slowed the truck. “I made a call while we were at her apartment. They were booked full tonight but there was a vacancy for tomorrow night so I booked her a room on the base.”
    Jon nodded, a slow tipping of his head. “Good. It’s secure. Unexpected.”
    “Exactly.” Rocky looked happy with the approval. “I’m hoping since Rick and his sister were willing to let me and Thom stay there tonight, the offer still stands now we found her.”
    Isabel watched the conversation happening over her, as if she weren’t in the middle of both the situation and the two men talking.
    Meanwhile, she couldn’t help calculating how long she and Lola could survive on what little money she had saved while paying for a hotel room.
    She’d have to work her shift tomorrow. She couldn’t give up the tips she’d make working a prime shift anymore than she could leave the other girls shorthanded by not showing up.
    But who would babysit while she did?
    Having Hannah come to sit in her apartment had made her life so easy. And having Hannah’s mother Dee right next door in case of an emergency had eased her worry.
    Now, she had nobody.
    Shit. She’d have to give up the shift.
    As she obsessed, Rocky had pulled the truck along the curb and threw it into Park.
    Jon’s hand was already on the passenger door handle. “I’m gonna run in and talk to Rick quick. If he says yes about keeping her stuff here temporarily, I’ll get him to move his truck so we can back up right to the garage door to unload.”
    “Sounds good. I’ll wait here for your word.” Rocky waited for Jon to slam the door before he turned to Isabel. “You’re still worried.”
    Besides the fact she was ready to jump out of the truck and run inside to see her daughter, Rocky was right. She was worried. About Tito. About work. About her life and her livelihood and her lack of a home and her future . . .  
    She glanced at him next to her and kept the growing list of concerns to herself. “How do you know?”
    “That frown is one clue.” He reached out and ran his thumb across her forehead