Shane didn’t spook easily. The guy tracked killers and kidnappers for a living. He waded into danger without blinking. But now he was crouched down in her family room, holding that piece of paper with his face turning pale and his mouth flattening into a thin line. Without saying a word, Shane turned back to the downed man and ripped off the knit cap covering his face. “Do you recognize this guy? Have you ever seen him?” Those qualified as the questions she could answer without even thinking about it. One look and she knew. “No. Never.” “Did he say anything that could—” “Why is he here? Why my neighborhood?” That was all she could think to ask even though she knew the questions didn’t make sense or even match what Shane was saying. A guy in a commando outfit storming into your house and holding a gun should raise a whole bunch of questions. None came to her in that moment.
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