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A listening device.

That was what the CSIs had found in the bedroom of the guesthouse where Laney had been living. Owen figured the thug who’d broken in had planted it there, but that didn’t tell him why. What had those men been after? What had been so important for them to hear that they’d been willing to risk not only a break-in but also a shoot-out with a cop?

It was those questions and more that had raced through his mind half the night.

The other half he’d spent worrying if he’d done the right thing by bringing Laney here to his grandparents’ old house. He needed to talk to Kellan about other options, but he figured his brother was getting some much-needed sleep right now. Owen hoped he was anyway, since Kellan had opted to stay the night at the sheriff’s office.

Owen got out of the bed he’d positioned right next to Addie’s crib—one they had borrowed from Francine’s friend. Addie was still sacked out, thank goodness, and since it was only 5:00 a.m., she should stay that way for a while. Just in case she woke up, though, he took the baby monitor with him into the adjoining bathroom. Francine had a monitor, too, and she was right across the hall, bunking with Laney in the master bedroom. Gemma was in the only other bedroom upstairs.

Owen grabbed a quick shower, dressed and headed downstairs to make coffee, but someone had already beat him to it. Someone had obviously beat him to getting up, too, because Eli and Jack were at the kitchen table, drinking coffee. They looked as if they’d been at it for a while.