Tracing a Kidnapper by Juno Rushdan

Author:Juno Rushdan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2021-06-08T19:40:52+00:00

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JACKSON SAT IN the passenger seat of the government SUV, more determined than ever to attend the event at AlbrechTech and see if Chuck was behind his daughter’s kidnapping. Chuck had sold out his own father to get ahead. Would he sell his soul, too?

Madeline turned onto his block, headed back to his house. “I don’t have anything to wear. After I drop you off, I’ll swing by my condo in Wedgwood to change.”

“Not necessary,” Jackson said.

“It’s black-tie. It is necessary. Unless you think this is appropriate.” Madeline swept a hand over her shirt and slacks.

A change of clothing was essential and that was precisely what Jackson was relying on.

She pulled into his driveway. “Who is that?” Madeline asked, staring at the woman standing on the porch.

The slip of a girl had two stuffed garment bags draped over her arm.

“A stylist,” Jackson said. “I didn’t think you had an evening gown stashed in your overnight bag, and we don’t have time for you to run home to get ready. I don’t want to miss Chuck’s big announcement.”

“When did you call her?”

“I rang Petra while you were in Miguel’s office talking to him about the party at AlbrechTech.” He’d made two calls from the landline in Madeline’s office since the FBI were monitoring his cell phone. “I’ve used her in the past for Francesca. She sent an assistant over with a couple of dresses for you to choose from.”

Madeline arched a perfectly groomed eyebrow at him. “It’s that simple. One call and the store comes to you.”

“That simple. You’re a six, right?” He opened the door and hopped out.

Madeline killed the engine and walked around the front of the car. “A what?”

“Dress size. A six.” Being married had made him a good guesser in that department, but he’d asked Petra to send over options that ranged from a four to eight since cut varied by designers. All jewel-toned or pastel colors that would best flatter Madeline.

“I am a six,” she said, sounding a bit shocked.

He knew it. “She also brought some undergarments to go along. I didn’t know if a sports bra would work with the selections.”

“Did you guess my bra size as well?”

He had. Guessed a 34C. Clearing his throat, he thought it wiser not to respond.

On the porch, he made a quick introduction.

“Petra told me to give you this.” The assistant handed him a glossy black bag.

“Thank you.” He took the bag as Madeline eyed him. “A disguise to throw off the press,” he said to her and when she appeared satisfied with the response, he unlocked the door, letting them in.

Across the street, he spotted Larry leaving his house and making a beeline their way.

“Take your time, Madeline. I want you to be comfortable. If the selections don’t work for you—”

“I’m sure it’ll be fine,” she said, staring at him. Her striking face was a blank slate giving away nothing, her tone crisp and cool.

Once again, he had no clue what she was thinking.

Madeline headed down the hall and the assistant followed as the two disappeared around the corner.

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