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“Ohhh,” her mother said in an elongated fashion like she was finally intrigued. “I like Vaughn and Jillian.”

“They’re really nice. And Fisher is made of the same wolf material.”

“Then we’re really looking forward to seeing your new partner.”

Kira was sure her parents would like Fisher, especially since she did. She smiled at Fisher. “So are you ready to meet my parents?

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“I’m looking forward to meeting your parents,” Fisher said to Kira, “though they might be a little shocked to learn that we’re dating.”

“They’ll be thrilled and love you like I do.” Kira and Fisher sat down at a table and began eating their slices of pizza at the convenience store.

“Oh, shoot, Demetria or Everett probably called Martin, but I need to check in with him now that we caught one more of the guys. The head honcho, actually.” Kira got on her phone and called Martin, putting it on speakerphone. “One of the Andersons probably already let you know that we captured Reggie, the leader of the kidnappers.”

“Yeah, Demetria told me what had happened with you and Fisher protecting each other when Reggie was shooting at you. I couldn’t be gladder that I hired Fisher. He seems to be your perfect partner,” Martin said.

“I so agree. He and I work well together.” Kira was so glad her boss felt that way because she would have a greater chance of being paired up with Fisher on future missions.

“I want everyone to keep on their toes with the last guy. Unless he just decides to take off to Alaska or somewhere else that no one knows him, he may still go after his cousin, and I don’t want anyone to get hurt. These guys have proven just how dangerous they can be. Keep me posted.”

“We will.”

“You’re both doing a great job. Keep it up,” Martin said.

“Thanks,” they both said.

Then they ended the call.

“I was afraid Martin might give me grief about allowing myself to be taken hostage,” Kira told Fisher.

“It could have happened to any of us.”

They finished eating their slices of pizza, then picked up some chips and sodas, paid for them, and then walked out to the car. “I’m glad we came back here so that I could have a better experience—this time with you,” she said.

“I agree. We’ll have to return to the national park and run as wolves together, just enjoying ourselves, not worrying about kidnappers, protecting a hostage, and getting shot, or searching for a little lost girl or boy,” Fisher said.

“Let’s make it a date.”

“I’m all for it.”

They got into the car and decided to just crisscross the area, looking for any sign of the other vehicle that had taken off. She hoped that they would get lucky. She knew that if the others saw any sign of the vehicle, they would let them know, and she and Fisher would join them.

Twenty minutes later, Fisher spied a vehicle that fit the description of the Ford Escape that Oscar had taken off in. “Do you think that’s the car Oscar drove off in that the others had described?” Fisher pointed out the car at a service station/convenience store.

“They didn’t know the license plate number, but it’s the same color, make, and model. Let’s check it out.”

They pulled in next to the vehicle, got out of their car, and looked inside the Escape. Food wrappers were scattered all over the floor. They smelled Oscar’s scent outside of the vehicle. Fisher ran the license plate. “Stolen.”

“That’s what I figured,” Kira said.

But then Oscar raced out of the woods behind the store, dragging a little boy with him.

No, no, no, no!

He tossed a couple of pairs of handcuffs to Kira and Fisher, and they landed on the asphalt parking lot in front of them. “Put them on and come with me. Then I’ll let the kid go.”

Ohmigod, she couldn’t believe she was going to be one of the kidnappers’ hostages again. Yet she couldn’t think of any way out of it. But what if he didn’t let the boy go, once they had the handcuffs on?

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