McBride gritted his teeth. “You’ll have Abby there?” He wondered if the FBI techs had been able to get a trace yet.
“Just be there.” There was a click, then a dial tone.
A second later, an FBI surveillance tech burst through the door. “We’ve got him!”
* * *
LILY STARED AT her sister. “I beg your pardon?”
“I said, you’re going to marry McBride.” Rose was matter-of-fact, as if she’d just said Lily was having waffles for breakfast. “I just now saw a true-love veil, your face over his. You know what that means.”
Lily shook her head. No matter how attractive she found McBride, she couldn’t believe he was her “one true love.” They’d never find common ground enough to be together forever.
“He’s the man in the dream I had, the man you’re going to be madly in love with, remember? You find his daughter….” Rose stopped, frowning. “Does McBride have a daughter?”
“I don’t think so.” None she knew of, anyway. McBride wasn’t the most forthcoming man she’d ever met. “I think you’re off the mark this time.” A queasy feeling settled in her stomach. “For all I know, he’s happily married.”
Which would shine a new, unwelcome light on their recent kisses, she realized with a sinking heart.
Rose frowned. “I’m never wrong about these things.”
“Trust me, whoever the mystery man is, it’s not McBride.” She changed the subject. “How’s business?”
“Pretty good. Right now I’m working on a wedding in Willow Grove and one over in Talladega. I think—”
The jangling phone interrupted her. Lily shrugged apologetically and answered on the second ring. “Hello?”
“Lily? It’s Andrew Walters. They traced the call!”
Lily’s stomach flipped. “Really?”
“I’m heading to the station to wait for them to arrive with the suspect.” Andrew paused, tension buzzing over the phone line. “Are you sure he doesn’t have Abby?”
About to reassure him, Lily remembered McBride’s warning. What if she was wrong? What if she built up Andrew’s hopes, only to have all her visions turn out to be nothing but delusions?
It didn’t matter, she realized. “McBride won’t let anything happen to Abby.” He’d die before he’d let her get hurt. It was the one thing Lily was sure about.
“Will you come to the police station? I need you there.”
Lily hesitated, remembering her promise to McBride. But she needed to be there. Already she was pumped with adrenaline; sitting here in ignorance for hours, waiting for news, would be too excruciating to contemplate. “On my way.”
“Where’re you going?” Rose asked when she hung up.
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