Page 76 of Unbearable

“Are you planning on shooting anyone who comes through the door?” he asked.

“Maybe.”

“Okay. Well, there’s a cop standing outside who almost wrestled me to the ground. I think he’s safe for now.” He put his arms down and walked to the other side of the bed. “How’s our boy doing?” He took the untethered hand in his. “He’s good. He’s a fighter.” She knew he said it as much for his own benefit as hers.

“I need to ask him some questions, but I can’t bear to wake him.”

“Except there’s a killer on the loose,” he said, completing her thought. “I think he’ll understand. Hey, buddy.” Knox gently tapped Fox on the chest. Fox’s eyes flickered open and he looked first at his brother, then over at Dover.

“Did you see who kidnapped you? Was it Edmund Anderson?” she asked.

“He was waiting for me. He killed Brooke, didn’t he? Where’s Ethan?”

“With Bailey. He’s fine.”

“What’s he saying?” Knox asked.

“Shit, I need something for him to write on. I’ll need to get an officer in here to take his statement.”

“I’ll get it.” Knox left the room in search of paper.

“You scared the shit out of me, you know that?” she snapped. A tear rolled down her cheek. “You’ve got the entire Boston PD chasing a phantom around town. All Memphis could tell us was that it was one of the Andersons’ warehouses. Danny’s trying to get the employee records now. I’ll let him know to focus on Edmund.”

“Here we go,” Knox announced, stepping back into the room. “Also, some terrified looking rookie gave me your phone.” He handed Fox a clipboard with several sheets of paper and a pen.

“For sure it was Edmund?” Dover asked. She watched as Fox scratched something on the paper. “You were working for him?” she asked, reading the scrawl. “On a project?”

“Yes,” Fox whispered. “Edmund.”

“Edmund Anderson? How is that possible?”

“Who’s Edmund Anderson?” Knox asked.

“Only the son of one of the wealthiest families on the East Coast.”

“I’ve known some wealthy assholes in my day.”

“Point taken,” she agreed. “I’ve got to get back to the office. I’ll get Danny to put out a BOLO on the way in. We need to gethis passport pulled.” She was almost to the room door when it was shoved open. Bailey rushed in looking like the devil was on her tail. Her gaze landed on the bed, and she froze.

“Fox,” she whispered. Quickly, she moved to the bed. “Please tell me you’re all right. He’s all right, isn’t he?” She met Dover’s gaze then her head swiveled to meet Knox’s gaze. “Tell me he’s going to be fine.”

“He’s going to be fine,” Knox answered. “He’s a little worse for wear, but nothing that won’t heal.” He moved toward her when she swayed slightly. Finally, she sat on the edge of the bed taking Fox’s hand.

“Two cops showed up at my door saying Brooke was dead, and Fox was missing. They couldn’t tell me anything else. We weren’t allowed to leave. Your phone went right to voicemail,” she said to Dover.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t have my phone with me, and everything moved so fast. I wouldn’t have been able to answer anyway.”

Fox whispered something, and they all leaned in to hear him better. “Ethan?” he said, trying again to be understood.

“We ran into Dex outside. He took him to get something to eat in the café downstairs,” Bailey said. “We were so worried about you.” She turned to face Fox again with tears beginning to roll down her face. He pulled her down until she was snuggled against him.

“I really do need to get back,” Dover said.

“I’ll walk with you to the door and then go find Ethan. Give them a second,” Knox added. They quietly slipped out the door into the hallway. “We need to get them into a safe house. This guy could be anywhere.”

“At least we have a lead on him. I’ll get a warrant to search every damn piece of property they own if I have to. Forensicsshould have that room processed soon. I’ll see what they found. Can you stay with Bailey and Ethan until I can get them moved?”

“Absolutely. Would you have a problem if I squirreled them away in Connecticut? I know a guy with a well-protected house all three can stay at.” They reached the elevators right as one opened, and Dex stepped out carrying Ethan. “Hey, buddy,” Knox said reaching for him. The little boy wrapped his arms around Knox and buried his head in his shoulder.