Page 50 of Somebody's Watching Me
“I might say some bad words.” He picked her up to settle on his hip. “You good with that?”
“Yep.”
The two of them left, and Harper tapped Liam’s arm. “Shouldn’t you go rescue Aunt Claudia?”
Liam continued to send the message he was typing. “Dad, can you get Izzy en route to Seattle and send Holden to Georgia?”
“Already on it,” Will replied and hung up.
Harper looked intrigued. “Who’s Holden and Izzy?”
“Holden works for Papa now, too. He and I went through a special training place together in Virginia,” Liam explained. “I’m going to have him go rescue Aunt Claudia.”
“And who is Izzy?” Jamison asked, aware that she sounded slightly unhinged. “I don’t think I know her.”
“A friend I hired.” He slid a side-eye smirk combo in her direction, clearly not realizing his life hung in the balance. “You would like her. She reminds me of you.”
A jealous fire lit off in Jamison, boiling hot enough to burn the tips of her ears. “She reminds you of me?”
“Seriously?” Evie blinked at Liam as if he’d grown two heads. “Are you trying to die, Cohen?”
“My parentsagree with me.”
Now he was going too far. Even Samuel’s eyes went wide, and he slowly backed his family away, bumping into Klausen talking on the phone.
Liam shrugged. “Mom’s exact words were that I was obviously drawn to a certain type of woman.”
It already hurt that Bernie had kept the whole quitting the FBI thing from her, but this? At least the shocked look on her siblings’ faces assured her they had known nothing.
Jamison stuck her chin in the air. “I hope she’s trained to handle a kidnapping.”
“Oh, Izzy can handle anything.” Liam turned away to show Samuel something on the phone. “We worked together in Missouri briefly.”
So, she was an ex-federal agent, too. Someone he might have known before coming to Haven House. Jamison was positive he had never mentioned anyone named Izzy before, which meant he must have reconnected with “his friend” after their relationship ended.
“When Holden arrives, he can’t technically take lead,” Liam was saying to Samuel. “But they might allow him to assist.”
“What about you?” Samuel asked. “Are you staying or going?”
“Staying. We’re moving straight into phase three.”
Evie’s nose scrunched. “What’s phase three?”
“The first thing I did when taking the position at Fairweather was craft a plan to use in case we ever found ourselves in a situation like we did five years ago.” Liam stiffened, not liking whatever messages were coming through. “It has five phases, and the third involves a heavy lockdown where we all stay put.”
“We?” Jamison nervously glanced at her sister, the meaning behind hiswealready obvious. “What do you mean, we?”
Chapter 14
1991
“I’m going to marry her.”
Coach Bradshaw, who never said much in the first place, grunted at the stunning goddess entering the Port Michaelson Elementary School cafeteria. “Good luck with that, Howard.”
Straightening his bow tie, Devon weaved through the tables filled with paperwork stacked in neat rows. Kindergarten orientation was always mishandled chaos, and the vice principal had asked him to take over organizing the event. So far, so good, but the day wasn’t over, and a fresh wave of nervous parents had just arrived.
And right in the middle of the mass was the most stunning woman he had ever seen.
