Page 125 of Risky Obsession

“No. I’m over this shit.”

“I know. It’s nearly over and we’ll be together soon.” It was a lie. We could never be together again.

“Prove you mean it.”

I clenched my jaw. “What are you talking about?”

“I want you here. With me.”

“I can’t. That bitch who attacked me saw my face and I think she knows my real name. So I can’t go anywhere.”

“Who cares if she saw you?”

“She’s a cop.”

He released a strangled groan. “Fucking hell. She saw my face, too.”

A giant fist clamped around my brain. “When?”

“She took my balaclava off when I tried to steal the map.”

“Jesus.” I heaved a calming breath. “You need to kill her, Coop, before she figures out who we are.”

He released a sad sigh.

“Cooper. I need you. Please.”

Tiger curled around my legs. It was like my cat was letting me know I wasn’t alone. I scooped him into my arms and sat on the sofa.

Cooper sniffed, and his anguish ripped through me. He was in this situation because of me, but I couldn’t undo that. We could only move forward.

“Cooper, if the cops catch Brooks, the arrest won’t stick, and she’ll tell them it was you. Trust me, she has some kind of photographic memory. Your face will be all over the news in no time. You need to find her and eliminate her before?—”

“I know where she is.” His tone twinged with bitterness.

“You do? How?”

“I told you, they stole my car. It’s a BMW XM. Top of the range. Comes with a tracking device.”

I burst out laughing. “That’s genius.”

“Never underestimate a wanted criminal with millions of dollars in bullion at his disposal.” He chuckled and it took me back twenty-five years, to a time when our only worry was which chick to take home from the bar.

“Good work. So where are they?”

“They’re in Cuxhaven.”

“Cuxhaven?” I shoved Tiger off my lap and strode to my computer.

“Yeah, it’s a town on Germany’s North Sea coast.”

“Why are they there?” I typedCuxhaven Nazi connectioninto the web and the first link that came up was about the Nazis making a final stand at Cuxhaven. “They must have a clue to the gold that led them to Cuxhaven.”

Cooper let out a cocky laugh. “You don’t know that.”

“Think about it, Coop. After everything that’s happened to them, most people would return home. But they haven’t. We know they have a map, right? So they have more clues.”

I opened Google Maps and zoomed into Cuxhaven. My breath caught. “Cooper, Cuxhaven is on the Elbe River.”