They tried her cell phone, office phone and home phone three more times, with no results. “What do we do?” Lark asked when Jason finally started the truck. “We take you back to my house and I go looking for her.” “No.” “Lark.” “There’s no time, Jason. If there’s any chance we can find her…” He turned the truck off again. “I don’t like your vulnerability out here.” “I’m not vulnerable, I’m with you.” He snorted, but she did feel safe. She would have said she proved with Donald that she could hold her own, but if Isaac and his people could get her father, they could get her. So she wouldn’t be cocky. But if someone came after her, she was better off with Jason than alone, even in the safety of his house. Jason didn’t answer, but climbed out of the truck and didn’t protest when she followed. His jaw line had sharpened, though, and when they paused to let a few cars go by, the small muscles in his temple pulsed. She vowed to lay low and not give him more reason to be aggravated.
