Free Dangerous Attraction: Part Three (Aegis Group) by Sidney Bristol Page A

go?”
    “What is that? Some kind of profiler trick?”
    “It’s easy to get into some of their heads, but Daniel is more complex. Usually we’re dealing with a sociopath, mum issues, a sadist, someone who has a single driving trait. Daniel...he’s a mix. He’s a narcissist, yet he hasn’t made contact with us. It’s like he doesn’t even care about us, so who is it he wants to pay attention to him?”
    “Bliss said he talked a lot about his subjects.”
    “Maybe. We know he picked up homeless people and chopped them up, but still, he’d want someone to know about what he was doing. To show it off.”
    “Wendy?”
    “Yeah, that’s a good point. If he considers her his wife, maybe she’s his equal and her affirmation of witnessing his “work” is all he needs because we are so below his notice. But...” Connor shook his head. “It’s damn frustrating, man.”
    Travis’ phone vibrated, breaking his concentration. He glanced at the screen and frowned.
    “Hey, hold on. Let me answer this.” He clicked the Answer button. His phone connected to the Bluetooth. “Grayson, we’re—”
    “Bliss is gone.”
    “Wait—what?” Travis sat forward. The vision of her pale, blood-splattered face leapt to mind. Gone? Bliss? She couldn’t be. No, she was safe. Last he’d seen her, she was in the kitchen with her family.
    “She came up to my room, asked for the key to her car to get some stuff out of the trunk. Then someone found her phone at the foot of the stairs.”
    “Bloody hell,” Connor muttered. He pulled over to the curb and got his phone out, too.
    “What about the tracker?” Travis asked. “It just pinged, right?”
    “The cops are looking for the signal, but...”
    “But what?”
    “She deleted all the history on the phone. No calls, no texts, nothing. She’s doing something.”
    Bliss would do anything to protect her sister. Anything. Damn it, he should have seen this coming. Cold dread settled in the pit of his stomach. She should have called him at least. He could have helped her. Together they might have been able to accomplish something. But alone? He wasn’t sure she stood a fighting chance against Daniel.
    “Fuck all,” Connor said.
    “What?” Travis glanced at the other man.
    “The tracker still shows her at the house, as of five minutes ago. Ask him to look around, really check. Is she in a bathroom? Sleeping somewhere? Anything?”
    “Is there anywhere else she could be?” Travis asked.
    “No, we’ve checked every closet, room, and vehicle on the premises. Besides, they have video of her driving out the front gate ten minutes ago.” Grayson’s calm tone was breaking. He’d lost not only his wife, but maybe his sister-in-law as well.
    “Then the tracker should have just pinged her...”
    “Shit. It must be here somewhere. Damn it, Bliss.”
    “We have another vehicle,” Connor announced. He gassed the truck and sent it barreling around the turn.
    “Grayson, I’ll call you when I know more.” Travis hung up and gripped the side of the door. Connor could drive like a bat out of hell all he wanted, so long as it got them a little closer to Bliss.
    “When did she get a bloody damn phone?” Connor said as he took a turn at a high speed.
    “Last night. Grayson had Priscilla go buy her a new one.”
    “And no one mentioned it? God damn it.” Connor slammed his hand against the steering wheel. His phone began ringing, vibrating in the cup holder. He grabbed it and shoved it at Travis. “Put her on speaker.”
    Travis jabbed the screen.
    “Connor, are you there?” A woman’s calm voice filled the cab.
    “Yeah, me and Travis are here, Lali.”
    “I tracked the last phone call made to Bliss’ phone. It’s from a pre-paid cell phone—”
    “Shit,” Connor mumbled.
    “—and that phone is still on.”
    “What?” Connor and Travis said at once.
    “Assuming this is our guy, I’m triangulating his location now. I have Gavin cross-referencing the area with our