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He grabbed her arm, rolled over onto his hands and knees and pulled himself back into the chair.Oh,
Goddess . He didn't want to know.Not now. Not Rachel.

Catching his breath, he managed to say, тАЬI'm all right now. Rachel's hurt. I felt it. Please, find out what
happened to her.тАЭ

Dr. Nour's pupils dilated to their fullest extent with her shocked surprise and comprehension. She rose
to her feet and left the room in a hurried rush.
 It couldn't have been more than five minutes but it seemed like forever before Dr. Nour returned. Fresh
blood stained the hem of her chador. She walked in slowly then sat down beside him. She took his hands
and held them between hers. тАЬI don't know how to tell you thisтАжтАЭ Her voice trailed off in a soft sigh.

She shook her head. Compassion glowed in her dark gaze when she resumed talking. тАЬApparently
Rachel went outside for a breath of fresh air. It's dark now. It's quite possible that she missed her step
and stumbled off the sidewalk just when that truck came around the corner. I tried to help her but it was
too late. Too much blood. Too much damageтАжтАЭ Her voice trailed off again.

He sagged against the wall. That explained why the pain and desolation had raced through him so
swiftly. It was over. тАЬShe's dead.тАЭ The word echoed through his mind.Dead, dead, dead. His heart lay
within his chest like a stone, numb and empty.

He swallowed the bile that clogged his throat.

Dr. Nour touched his arm. тАЬThe police will arrive soon to investigate. You'll have to leave. I can't explain
your presence here.тАЭ

His mind went blank. He felt too numb to think anymore.

Her fingers dug into his arm. тАЬWait. I almost forgot. How will I contact you?тАЭ

Her words penetrated the fog in his mind. He blinked. She was correct. He must leave and she needed a
way to contact him. тАЬThe only legal ID I have is a business one. My corporation tends the Winter
Gardens in the Chicago Library. I could 'ghost' my sofscreen to yours like I was 'ghosted' to Rachel's.тАЭ

She shook her head. тАЬThat's too risky. I don't want anything that can be traced back to me.тАЭ

Her logic was impeccable. They must be cautious.

He sorted through the possibilities. тАЬAt the Chicago Tribune, they have daily tours. In the basement are
the pneumatic mail slots. No one uses them anymore. You can send me your messages in the tube for the
Editor's office. I've re-routed it to another location on the rooftop. I'll check it daily.тАЭ

Dr. Nour grabbed his hand. Curiosity and compassion flowed into him from her. тАЬBe careful.тАЭ

Chapter Four

Indio wanted to blow away the blast-proof partition and pin the snot-nosed excuse for a cop against the
wall. On the other hand, assaulting a female officer in the middle of the police station wasn't going to get
him the assistance he wanted. He counted to twenty-five before he spoke. тАЬThis isn't just a missing
person's report I want to file. I'm talking about a possible abduction.тАЭ