side her. "Alena? Are you
irm's sales director. Claire was a chic woman i
houlders relaxed slightly. "Claire. I'm
e insisted, taking her arm. "It's no
ack Audi A8 pulled up silently in front of them. Th
tailored suit and rimless glasses got out. He was tall,
aire and pulling Alena into a supportive embrace. His voice was
an, soap-like scent of his shirt. A sense of safety, h
melting into a knowing smile. "Ah, so this is '
made Alena's
laire. "Thank you for loo
dows, Graves watched the entire scene unfo
ial findings. "Sir, we've got a preliminary ID. The man on the phone with Ms.
the tinted glass, aimed at the man holding Alena. Th
chest. No wonder she was so confident. Sh
r Alena, his hand hovering protectively over he
e closing the door, Cole leaned in and said so
sture was an intimate, blindingly
oothly, disappearing in
odbye and got i
s away. The pressure inside
gh clenched teeth. "I want to know when they got m
looked at him with such unguarded love and dep
breathe, his fingers flying across
is eyes. The image of Alena and Cole played over and ove
g for him to find her. He had never, in his wildest night
di, the atmosphere w
of the window, rubbing her temples. "Thanks
s eyes on the road. "You saw him
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