CHAPTER 36
THE FAR END of Luke’s driveway looked like the forecourt of a car dealership. Matching black SUVs formed a row, presumably belonging to Nick’s crew, and just for variety, a couple of police cars and an ambulance were lined up opposite. All very neat and tidy. But between them, a white van blocked the driveway, more abandoned than parked.
“Looks like Mr. Howard found us instead,” Nick said.
Howard? That was the second time Luke had heard the name.
“Who the hell is Mr. Howard?”
“Our kidnapper.”
Luke reached for the door handle as anger flared in his belly. The man who’d taken his sister had dared to come here? To his house? He itched to get his hands on the bastard, but Nick held him back.
“Stay put, would you? We’ll deal with it.”
“It wasn’t your sister he took.”
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