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killing women in Anchorage.”

Summer’s mind couldn’t process, wouldn’t wrap around what her brother had just said. “You think...?”

“The MO is incredibly similar.”

“Surely if that were true I’d need more security than just Clay, right? No offense, Clay, it’s just that I’ve seen the news articles about that killer. People haven’t stood a chance against him.” She waited for their answers.

No one said anything.

Until Clay finally spoke. “The problem is,” he began, and for the first time Summer admitted to herself that the slow Southern accent calmed her, maybe just a little bit. It was easy to listen to him talk when she wasn’t feeling her independence threatened with everything he said. “The MO doesn’t fit perfectly. So we’re waiting to see if this is just our suspicion or if it’s founded.”

“Our suspicion?” Noah asked Clay. Summer wasn’t sure what to make of that. Had Clay disagreed at first?

Clay nodded. “I don’t feel good about this.”

Noah’s face seemed to indicate that he agreed. “We’ll investigate more outside tomorrow. For tonight I’ll stay up and keep watch.”

“I don’t think I can sleep,” Summer said.

“You can and you need to.” Tyler pulled her into a hug. “Take care of yourself.”

Summer hugged him back. It was possible she had the best brothers in the world. “I’ll try.” She offered a small smile.

“Good night.” Kate smiled at her, but didn’t offer a hug. She wasn’t the huggiest of people, even with those she loved, so Summer didn’t mind.

She smiled back. “Good night.”

And then her siblings dispersed, leaving only her and Clay.

She turned to face him, not sure what to say. At first, she’d disliked him because she’d been embarrassed. Then it had been convenient to ignore him because she hadn’t wanted his presence infringing on her independence, one of the things Summer held the most dear these days.

Now...

Summer wasn’t sure. But she owed him a thank-you for convincing her siblings to see reason and to keep her in the loop.

“Thanks for getting him to talk to me,” she offered softly, sighing after she did so. “I’m not the youngest, Kate is. But for whatever reason if someone needs extra care, they always assume it’s me.”

“Siblings are well-meaning but I hear they can be smothering.”

“You have siblings?”

Clay shook his head. “I’ve got a friend who’s about as close as you can get, but no, not really. Must have been nice growing up with friends around all the time.”

Summer couldn’t argue with that.

“Listen, they are right though—you need to sleep.”

“I can’t sleep up here.” So far from everyone else, with no easy escape route. At least downstairs had multiple routes to the outside. Here in her room it was the door or the window. She felt trapped and exposed at the same time.

“It’s the safest place for you, Summer. Like I said earlier, it’s all tucked back here so that you’re almost impossible to get to.”

She wouldn’t sleep a wink. But if he was going to push the issue, she’d sit up and read all night.

“Alright,” Summer said without further fight.

Clay moved toward the door. “I’ll be right outside in the hall.” Then he turned toward her, his eyes focused and thoughtful. “You aren’t planning to even try to sleep, are you?”

“Not even a little.”

He laughed. A real, actual laugh. “May as well head downstairs, then. Maybe you’ll nod off on the couch.”

Summer followed him down the stairs, his laughter echoing in her mind, almost pushing away the niggling fears that reminded her that someone wanted her dead.

Almost.

But not quite.

Clay didn’t know what had gotten into him earlier, snapping at Summer when she’d tried to tell him to go after the guy. He could count on one hand the number of times in his adult life he’d lost his temper. He had his own struggles, wouldn’t say he was 100 percent the man he wanted to be, but temper wasn’t usually one of his issues. It disconcerted him that fear for Summer’s safety, combined with him being upset over her persistent stubbornness, had made him lose it like that.

He looked over at her stretched out across the couch, eyes closed. Clay had tried to convince her that her room was actually safer, tucked away and on the second floor, but she hadn’t listened, just like she hadn’t listened to her brother when he’d brought up the idea of the safe house earlier.

She was stubborn. On one hand, the stubborn ones usually survived when they were attacked, something Summer had already proved true in her first and hopefully only encounter with the attacker. On the other, the stubborn ones were bad about taking precautions and following advice—something Summer had also proven. She clearly wasn’t going to listen to anyone, even when it would be wise, if it went against what she thought.

Clay exhaled.

This wasn’t what he’d wanted from his fresh start in Alaska. He’d known Tyler’s brother was in law enforcement, but he hadn’t expected to have any part in it himself. Not that he blamed them for asking for his help. It was the logical choice, Clay just wasn’t sure he was ready for it, wasn’t sure he trusted himself to have the instincts he used to have, before he’d started to doubt himself.

But he owed it to his friend to try to keep his sister safe.

And doing that, he was seeing now, also probably meant he couldn’t keep his distance, not even emotionally. The Dawson family needed as many people as they could get on their side convincing Summer to listen to whatever recommendations law enforcement made—and he wouldn’t be able to do that unless they were something resembling friends.

He glanced at her again while she slept.

It wasn’t that being Summer’s friend would be unpleasant. He admired her strength, her spunk, was intrigued by her and thought she was beautiful. Maybe those things were the problem. He had to think of her as a friend only, nothing more, because it was all she could possibly be. He wasn’t staying in Alaska long. He was friends

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