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back.”  
    “Don’t give me that. You know where she is. She wouldn’t go off and leave those three brats with you not knowing.   It doesn’t stand to reason.”  
    Cathy sighed.   “No, it doesn’t.   But that’s just what she did.   So. Tell you what. If you find her, let me know where she is, okay?”  
    Her caller didn’t enjoy her little joke. His voice got softer, but at the same time more menacing. “Lady, I guess I am going to have to pay you a visit.”  
    Cathy’s throat was suddenly dry. Truth be told, she was terrified of coming face to face with this thug.   “Who ... who are you ... exactly?”  
    “You’ll see who I am when I get there.”  
    She swallowed, her gaze darting about the room, seeking salvation-or at least a good idea.  
    “I think I ought to warn you,” she said quickly. “My next door neighbor is a cop.” She picked up the entire phone and lugged it to the open sliding glass door. Luck was with her. Scott was watering his yard. “There he is now,” she hissed into the receiver.  
    “Hi!” she called, pulling open the screen door and waving merrily. “Hi, Officer Carrington,” she added. “You going to be around today?”  
    Very near the fence that separated their yards, Scott glared across at her. “Where would I go?” he called back. .
    “Great,” she responded loudly. “I may need you. Stay in touch.”  
    Ignoring Scott’s startled look, she drew back into the house.  
    “You see?” she hissed into the phone. “I’ve got the police at my beck and call. You’d better keep away from here.”  
    “That cop can’t be with you all the time, lady. That moment will come when he’s looking the other way. And then ... pow!”  
    “Pow?” she squeaked back.   “What does that mean?”
    “You’ll find out.   Better watch out! Better have the paramedics on call, lady!   Pow!”
    The dial tone buzzed in her ear.  
    “I will watch out for you, you slime ball,” she muttered as she put the telephone back where it belonged.  
    She turned nervously, anxious to do something but unsure of what she could possibly do to remedy this mess that was brewing. One thing was becoming clear. She was either going to have to give up and call in the police or she was going to have to go and find April herself.  
    The woman had to be somewhere. Maybe if she went looking for her, she’d find something out.  
    “I’ll give you until tomorrow morning, April Meadows,” she murmured, clasping her hands together, her blue eyes troubled. “Then I move.”

     
    Scott stared after her long after she’d disappeared into the house again. Water ran through his plants, puddling in all the wrong places, and he barely noticed. He was fully involved in trying to explain to himself what had just happened.  
    The woman had kicked him out of her house not ten minutes before. Now she was yoo-hooing from the place, telling him to “ Stay in touch because she might need him.”  
    Need him? He shook his head.  
    No, this situation was definitely poison. He’d never wanted to get domestic, and that was the word that most perfectly described Cathy Feenstra. Domestic .  
    He made a face. Babies didn’t mix with the Scott Carrington lifestyle.  
    Never had, never would. It was funny how attractive he’d found Cathy, all the same. So attractive, in fact, he’d hardly been able to disguise it.   The look of her, the scent of her clean body, was suddenly in his head and he shook it to rid himself of the wave of sensation that accompanied it.  
    Trying to kiss her had been a big mistake. He didn’t need a woman like that. Especially when she didn’t seem to know herself what she wanted. One minute it was “ Never darken my door again .” The next it was “ Stick around, I may need you .”  
    No, she had to be a little nuts.  
    A little unbalanced. That did it.   He turned off the water and rolled the hose back on the wheel with the air of a man who’d made