Page 47 of Now or Never
“Also, we need to check what Maizie sent so you can look at the photos from the file packet. See if you recognize anyone.”
Kenna slumped into the closest chair, holding the paper cup to her lips. “I’m exhausted already.”
“Want to pack it in and go to Wyoming?”
She took a sip, contemplating everything. In the middle of the mental recounting of what’d happened the past few days, she remembered to pray again. “There are too many unanswered questions.”
“AndDominatusis in the middle of it.” He focused his gaze on her. “Do you believe what they said about the baby being safe from them?”
“Mostly, I figure she’s safe where she is for now.” Kenna leaned forward on the chair and put her elbows on her knees. “But what about after she’s born? What if one of them decides they want her for whatever sick and twisted reason, and they take her from us?”
“Would Petyr being in charge mean she’s safe? If he believes they’re related, maybe it’s in his best interest that she’s unharmed and protected with us.”
“It’s worth hoping for that.” Kenna wished she had a way to be assured of their safety. “All I’ve got is faith, and right now even that feels fragile.”
“There are never any guarantees. I wish there were. I’d have less to worry about.” He gave her a soft smile. “I’d also have less of a need to rely on God and trust Him, because I’d be confident it’s going to work out. But my confidence would be in people and not Him.”
“Understanding and wise.”
Jax smiled at her. “Guess you’d better keep me around.”
“It’s on the list of reasons why I’d be an idiot to let you go.”
“So romantic.”
Kenna shrugged. “It’s the hormones. They’re making me mushy.”
He leaned in and kissed her, a soft touch of his lips. “Love you.”
“Love you, too.” She wanted to thank him again, and would, but she uttered it as a prayer.
Thank You.
God had given her Jax as an ever-present support. Even when they were separated, she knew he would’ve burned the world down to find her—because she’d have done the same in his place.
She needed to trust God for the outcome. After all, it was her only shot at finding peace in the middle of this chaotic situation.No matter what happened next, they’d be together and God would be with them. His hand would be on them.
He would be fighting for them.
Chapter Nineteen
“Did you just break and enter into a building?” Kenna smirked at her husband, when in reality it was kind of hot.
“What is that look?” He eyed her. “Because your FBI agent husband is now a criminal. Am I some kind of dangerous bad boy now?”
She shrugged, trying to keep from laughing. “You’re a pretty good distraction.”
Better than thinking about everything that was going on. Whether she might be in danger, who in their sphere needed help or someone to get justice for them.
He leaned over and kissed her, then pushed the door open and went into the building where the think tank had operated. “For the record, that was barely a lock. It took almost nothing to get it to open. Which tracks with the idea that they cleared out and there’s nothing to find.”
He was right. The entrance to the building was empty. An elevator in the center of the far wall beside the stairs, no one behind the desk. Nothing on the desk and not even a chair for someone to sit on.
“Stairs?” she asked.
Jax took her hand. “From the information in the packet, they were housed on the second floor.”
“So what was the top floor? And what kind of work were they doing here?”
