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“You still have my phone?” she asked.
“It’s in my apartment, locked up.”
A brief smile touched her mouth. “Oh?”
Kara reached into her jeans pocket and withdrew another slim cell phone. He stared at it.
“How did you...oh. New phone?”
“I have more than one phone, Jace. I do run my own business.”
He liked her smirk, since it was far better than her look of fear.
Jace shook his head. “And here I thought I was keeping you safe.”
The sounds downstairs had ceased. Even the violent video games no longer blasted from the television, though someone had switched to an action movie that sounded equally loud.
The kids were settling in for the night, probably would crash here. Dylan as well.
He had to get Kara the hell out of here. Jace couldn’t trust Mike. All Mike needed to do was find out Kara’s real identity as owner of the stolen jewels and her life would end. Badly. Lance had too much invested in this operation to spare her.
They went down the hallway. Jace opened the outside door quietly.
As they reached the bottom step, he led her toward the garage.
“I’m taking you home.”
“On your motorcycle? Not a chance.”
Jace swore loudly. Always his motorcycle, the big bad beast she feared.
“You have no choice, babe. Let’s go.”
“I’ll walk to my car.”
“Where did you park?” he asked Kara.
“I left my car on the next street near some houses.”
He gave an approving nod. “Smart. I’ll take you there on my bike. It’ll save us time.”
“I’ll walk there.”
“Not alone. Not in this area this time of night. Too risky.”
Not taking chances with her safety and no way could he risk her driving to the police station instead of going home.
Jace started to curse as she took off at a fast clip. She’d always enjoyed jogging, and they had done early morning runs together, mainly because Jace didn’t like her running alone. The trail they used was safe enough, but still...
Would he ever stop worrying about her?
He retrieved his bike, started the engine and followed her. He made it to the end of the street and the busy intersection off the main road as she turned the corner. Kara fumbled for her keys and slid behind the wheel, then turned on the engine.
She rolled down the window, peering at him. “You can go now, Jace.”
“No way. I’m following you home.”
Kara made a strangled sound but pulled out. He followed her at a close distance. If she detoured to the police station, he was toast.
