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“Come on, open your eyes again, honey.”

Holly did her best to obey.

There, silhouetted with sunlight, was a familiar face. Dark eyes, a baseball cap shielding them. Nose slightly too long, cheekbones slightly too high, the charcoal shading on his cheeks from stubble answering one question—he did get a shadow well before five o’clock.

Reese examined her critically, staring into her eyes for what seemed like forever. He nodded, slightly, as if he’d found what he expected. “How did they get you? Where were you when you were taken?”

Taken? Her arms were heavy, but she managed to rub at her eyes. He pulled her up, wiry strength evident in his grip on her arm. Despite that, he was gentle, and she was glad, because she ached all over. “I... There was a van. I was...I was going for coffee. With you.” The fog in her head was breaking up, but not nearly quickly enough. “Why are you in my house?”

“I’m rescuing you.”