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For McCall it would be a precursor to a long drinking session.

But for Kane, it was all about cleaning up and heading back home to see his beloved Little.

Well, that was the plan anyhow.

‘Hey! I’m home! Fancy picking up where we left off?’ Kane called out, putting his apartment keys in the large oak bowl on the vintage dresser. Casting his eyes around the apartment in search of Cassie, he drew blanks. ‘Hey? I’d better not find you having fun with those toys, Mister!’

Kane didn’t get a response.

Huh, that was strange.

It didn’t appear that Cassie was home. Not unusual in itself, but normally Cassie would message to say where she was going to be.

Kane checked his cell phone.

Nothing.

‘Hey, you haven’t seen that mischievous Little have you?’ Kane enquired to Bouncer, Cassie’s ever loyal stuffie. ‘Nope. Silent treatment. Didn’t expect you to talk. You little ones always stick together.’

Kane decided to make himself a coffee, but on his way over to the espresso machine he saw what looked like a note.

It was from Cassie.

‘What… the…’

CASSIE: Daddy, I had no choice. He hacked my email. I had to meet up with him. He was being really horrible to me, making threats. There was nothing else I could do. You weren’t here, I had to go and meet him. Don’t worry, I’ll be back soon. C XoXo

Kane reread the note. This wasn’t good. Not good at all. A feeling of total worry came over Kane. It felt like he was going to throw up.

Cassie had put herself in danger.

What the fuck was she thinking?

I’m so angry right now I could…

Kane’s anger was tempered slightly by the fact he didn’t know exactly what was going on.

It was possible that Cassie was being overly dramatic. But it was also possible that Cassie was getting herself involved in something that was incredibly dangerous too. Either way, Kane knew that he had to do something.

Butwhat?

Kane paced up and down the room. He didn’t know where to begin.

Sure, he could call the police.

He could also speak directly to Cage.

But what could the police force do? Right now, Cassie was simply an adult who had arranged to meet another adult. There was no crime to report as such. No clear and obvious threat to life. On the face of things, it looked like little more than a personal dispute.

But Kane sensed it was more than that.

It was out of character for Cassie to act like this. Something must have rattled her to her core.

Okay, get a grip. Think.

But the more Kane tried to think logically, the more he began to worry.

New York was a wonderful city, arguably the finest metropolis in the world. But a lot of bad things could happen there too.