[Warning: Explicit sexual content towards the end of the chapter. You have been forewarned.] Keegan POV: "Anything hit the news, yet?" I smirked and nodded. "Just like we planned." "Tell me." I held out my phone to show her the video on the news. "Leading our local news, Congressman Moore's son, Brant Moore, also a future political hopeful, has been seen with his estranged wife. In a video uploaded to our website a little after twelve pm today, it appears that the couple is arguing while Vianne Moore is under the much-needed protection of two bodyguards. This is the first appearance of the couple since Mrs. Moore filed for legal separation approximately eight months earlier, followed by Mr. Moore's file for divorce a few months earlier this year. A warning, the video is graphic in nature." Vianne watched the video; a lot of the conversation was covered up with beeps. The meanings behind the sounds were clear in his expression and words. Her jaw snapped shut as he threatened to

Vianne POV:I lifted my hand, my fingers moving to wave goodbye out the window of the car. Beneath the porch of the house, I had come to know as home, stood the man I truly loved and our beautiful daughter. I tried so hard to keep the tears at bay as Claire lifted her hand to wave at me.Tiny, pink polished fingernails moved in a silent goodbye. Her pretty bow, pink mouth quivered as a tear slipped down her pale cheek. For a second she looked up at her daddy, whispering something not meant for me to hear. He watched her with such care and adoration, loving her seemed so easy for him from the beginning.With a small, hesitant smile, Keegan lifted his eyes back to meet mine. The fear on his face was damn clear as Ronan started the car. I could see as he swallowed deeply, one hand on Claire's shoulder, the other running through his hair in a nervous gesture. He'd been trying so hard to hold himself together for the past few days, waking every night in terror.

Vianne POV:Pratt looked at me in question, before I answered, "This will jam any signals and frequencies in the area, including any recording devices."He sat back and absorbed what I said, watching the little device as it did its job. The lights and digital display indicated that it was working, and had jammed several signals within a two hundred fifty feet radius."What you're about to tell me must be important and will have consequences," Pratt finally said."Very." I handed him the list, watching his eyes move over it and widen. "Before I came here today, I had everybody that worked in this precinct, other local agencies, and on the task force you formed, thoroughly investigated."Though his face appeared impassive, his white-knuckled hold on his chair showed me his simmering rage. "And this list?" his voice was cool, but his disgust was evident before he finished his question.I gave him a wary smile, showing my remorse. "Are those tha

Keegan POV:"We have two men in the third point," I said forcing myself to control the anger in my voice. "I have confirmed them as associates of Blake using the face recognition program you sent me." "Fuck," Ricki hissed. "What do you want us to do?" "Find out who else knows I'm here," I replied, sitting back in a chair. "Done.""Remember none of this is to be repeated to Clement until they're back. Remind Edwin to keep his mouth shut." "Will do." "And add another man on Claire's protection detail at school tomorrow." After a few moments of silence, he stated, "We already have the men. We'll know more in a while." "Thank you." Ricki called me back an hour later. I learned that the men had given up information on your man, including his location and how many men he had in his organization. They could've been lying to save their asses, but Edwin later confirmed it.&nb

Keegan POV:We reached the school in record time but parked a few blocks farther down the road and jogged the rest of the way. We spread out the second we were on school grounds and awaited the signal from our inside man, Gray. Mercifully, Blake’s men hadn't discovered him. Communication had been down for the last hour except for a few precious minutes that Ricki talked to Gray. He had indicated that two men were with Claire, and he was checking for others. Someone was jamming all radio frequencies and cellular signals. Landlines were also down, and the school scrambled to get someone out there to fix it. Since the school was unable to get a call out, Giles members and I stepped in as employees from the telephone company. Where Ricki commandeered a vehicle from the company in less than an hour, I had no idea. I didn't ask questions, I just wanted to get inside. As we walked toward the office, we kept our eyes open for any clues to where Gray wa