Page 49 of Target Acquired

Curiosity flickered in her eyes, then knowledge. “Oh. Tracy.”

“Yeah. When she dumped me, she said it was her, not me.”

“And it probably was.”

For the first time since the breakup, he thought that actually might be the case. His phone buzzed and he frowned. “It’s Micah.”

She raised a brow. “What’s going on?”

“He sent a picture with a text. Said the guy was back hanging around the court and he’s scared he’s going to dupe someone else into helping him hurt someone.”

She straightened. “What if he’s looking for Micah?”

“Yeah.” He tapped a message back.

Stay away from him. Don’t let him see you.

Too late. He’s already seen me. And I think he’s watching me.

Then stay with your friends. Don’t let him get you alone.

Cole dialed 911, made the report, and asked officers to detain the man, saying that he was wanted for questioning. Dispatch assured him officers were on the way.

Kenzie slid her legs to the side of the bed.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Getting out of here. I want to know who this guy is and what his beef is with me and the team.”

“Uh, you need to stay put.”

“I’m good to go.”

“Says who?”

“Lainie. She said when I felt good enough to leave, I could. I already signed the discharge papers. Now, can you help me with my shoes?” She pointed to them on the bench by the window.

He grabbed them but frowned. “She didn’t tell me that. Just said you were ornery and wanting to get out of here.”

“Ornery, huh?”

“Uh, don’t tell her I told you that.”

She wiggled a foot at him. “Please?”

He didn’t bother to protest any more. If Lainie said she could go, he couldn’t make her stay. And Kenzie was a doctor, so . . .

Five minutes later, they were out the door and heading to the waiting area. He texted Micah.

Officers are on the way. Is he still there?

The reply came instantly.

Yep. Sitting on the bench on the other side of the court thinking no one is noticing him.

Is he in cop gear?

Nope. But he’s got that same rag thing over his face. Not sketchy at all.