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“Macy?”
I jerked. “Sorry, I’m…”
“Daydreaming.”
“Maybe.”
A slow smile crossed his face. “I think I can guess the topic of your daydream.”
My skin flushed hot, my breasts felt full. How did he do this to me? I lifted my chin. “We need to get to the office.”
He sighed. “We do. I’m going to find Warner today. I’m going to end this.”
Then I wouldn’t be in danger. I wouldn’t need to stay here anymore. It would be safe to go back to my place.
Before I could process that, Colt’s cellphone rang. He pulled it out.
“Fury.” His frown deepened. “Okay.” He waved a hand at me. “Turn on the TV. The news.”
I hurried over and grabbed the remote. The TV flickered to life.
“Breaking news,” a glossy, female reporter said, her face serious. “Notorious rapist Wayne Cullen has escaped from prison—”
I gasped, watching the report. Cullen had cut a trail of terror for single women across most of the South before he’d been caught in New Orleans a few months back. Behind me, I heard the low murmur of Colt’s voice as he talked to whoever was on the phone.
I wrapped my arms around my middle, listening to the long list of victims left by this animal. And he’d gotten free and attacked several young women in a sorority house early this morning.
God. It put my own troubles in perspective. Those poor girls.
“Yeah. Let me call you back.”
I tore my gaze off the TV and looked at Colt. His face was so hard and grim.
“Wayne Cullen escaped.”
“I saw.” I clenched my hands together. “He attacked some girls at a sorority house.”
A muscle ticked in Colt’s jaw. “Yeah. It hasn’t been released yet, but he raped three young women. He beat one of them to death, and put another one in a coma.”
“Oh, God.” Nausea hit me. “They want you to find him?”
One brisk nod.
“Go.”
“I don’t want to leave you. Warner—”
I waved a hand. “This is more important.”
He took a step closer. “Not to me.”
Now my insides were a gooey, sticky mess. “I’ll stay at the office. With one of Reath’s men.”
Colt hesitated.
“This is really important, Colt.” I stabbed a finger at the TV. “You have to stop Cullen before he hurts anyone else.”
Colt closed the distance between us and gripped my shoulders. “You’ll stay in the office.”
