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“What the hell?” Dani stamped her feet. “I can’t go home until I have a police escort?”
“Dani, listen,” Luke shouted. “Paul asked me to wait with you until he got here. For now, you wait, and then bring it up to him.”
Dani flung the towel she had twisted into a knot. A sharp rap on the back door sent her heart racing.
“I’ll go.” Luke looked out. “It’s Paul.”
Dani scowled at Paul. “Would you mind telling me why I need a police escort across the back-parking lot?”
Paul hesitated. He pulled a cell phone from his shirt pocket, hit a couple of buttons, and handed it to her.
“See for yourself.”
Dani’s hand flew to her mouth. “What does this mean?”
Paul took his phone and handed it to Luke. “You should see this since you spend a lot of time with Dani.”
Luke’s color paled. “Does this
