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Shane’s eyes widened. “I understand, Mrs. Barton. And you have my word I will protect her with my very life.”
“That’s mighty reassuring,” her mother replied with all of the serenity and sweetness of someone at a country club luncheon. “Now, about that car…”
“A yellow Miata?”
Shane stared down at the toy car sitting in front of him, not sure he could get his legs to fit in the tiny thing, let alone his entire body. Even with the top down, he didn’t see how he could be comfortable, but he didn’t dare put the top down tonight.
Sally Mae shoved the keys at him. “Look, it’s the only one I can spare right now. It’s little, it’s fast and it’s bulletproof. Even the hard top, which I suggest you don’t let down. You’d be like low-hanging fruit with the top down. And it gets good gas mileage.” She shrugged. “What more could you want?”
“A real car,” Shane said on a snort. “This is like a go-cart on steroids.”
“Take it or leave it,” Sally Mae replied. “The SUVs all have the standard CHAIM GPS tracking.” She lifted her eyebrows. “Which means—”
“That your husband could track us, I know, I know,” Shane interrupted. “And you’re sure this car isn’t bugged?”
“No, it is not,” Sally Mae replied, her indignation showing in the flash in her eyes. “It has a GPS system, of course. But that’s just so I can find where I’m going when I’m shopping or lunching, you know. Woman-type stuff. I like my privacy and my husband knows I can dislodge any tracking system in about five minutes, anyway. So he indulges me now and then.”
“By allowing you to drive around in a bright yellow car that looks like a bumblebee?” Shane asked.
“Hey, it’s cute and it’s fast—I had the engine reworked to make it a little quicker,” she replied. “And you’re wasting time.”
“You’re right,” Shane said, looking over at Kit. “Get in.”
Sally Mae patted the little car. “Oh, and just so you know, it does have an emergency button. That red one on the dash. Hit that and you’ll get a secure satellite line right back to Eagle Rock. Or you can request a secure line to signal any other agent by code.”
“Good to know,” Shane said, impressed with Sally Mae’s steel magnolia calm. He handed her Kit’s cell. “We won’t need this. She’s to have no contact with anyone for the next few days, understand?”
Kit didn’t like that. “No contact? But I have obligations, calls to return. Everyone will be wondering where I am.”
“We’ll take care of all that, honey,” her mother replied, holding the phone up in the air.
Kit had remained quiet while her mother and Shane discussed their mode of transportation. But now, he saw the apprehension in her eyes. “Katherine?”
“I’m ready,” she said, turning to her mother. “I love you.”
Sally Mae pulled her daughter into her tiny arms, hugging Kit close with a mother’s fierce protection. “I’ll stall your daddy. He’ll be madder than a hornet but it won’t be the first time I’ve made him mad.” She looked at Shane, her expression bordering on murder to him while she said such sweet words to her child. “I love you, honey, and I expect all of this to be over real soon. You have my prayers.”
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