Chapter 5

“They’ll help you blend in here,” she’d argued, her blue eyes flashing. “You don’t really want to be drawing even more attention to yourself, now do you?”

No, he didn’t, but he didn’t need an upstart pediatrician who’d never known how to keep herself out of trouble telling him what to do either.

There was another drawback to taking a shower. It left Gideon to his thoughts. It had them careening from questions about how the fire could have started, to how he could have slept through it, to what he would have done if Jesse hadn’t returned when he had. While Jesse had been taking Emma in, Gideon had called his most trusted friend on the Chicago police force, Derek O’Dell, to ask him to keep his eyes and ears open about the case. Derek’s promises meant something, but the lack of information so far had Gideon more wound up than the adrenaline of getting Emma out of the building in the first place.