Her father leaned forward and gripped Zack's arm in a squeeze. "Be careful."
"I will." Zack reached in the glove compartment and pulled out another gun. He opened the door and climbed out, sticking the gun in the same spot in his jeans as Cory had. "Now lock the car, and please stay inside."
She nodded as a smile crept upon her lips while she locked the door. Funny how a lot alike Cory and Zack were. Yet, she could never have feelings for Zack like she had for Cory.
Her father's hand closed around hers. "They've both been trained for this. They'll be fine."
A tear slipped free from the corner of her eye and she wiped it away. "I know. I just want my baby back...and her father in one piece."
"I have a feeling things will be all right. That man is very intelligent. I'm sorry I doubted
