Free Escape (Last Chance Series, Book 3.5) by Dee Davis Page B

live without you.”
    “I want you, Seth.  For always and ever.”   She opened her mouth to tell him that she’d marry him.  That she’d shout it from the rooftops if that’s what he needed.  But Seth clearly had other ideas, lowering his head as his lips took possession of hers.
    There’d be time for talking later.
    Much later.
     
    ******
     
    Three weeks later
     
    The lights of Manhattan glittered through the newly installed window in Tracy’s apartment.  It was almost as if nothing had ever happened.  And yet in one night Tracy had almost lost everything.  But fate had been kind, and instead she’d been given a gift. The chance to build a life with Seth.  And the wisdom to recognize how wonderful that was.
    And tonight, all of her friends were here to celebrate their joy.  Across the room, Seth was talking with Gabe, Peyton and Nigel—the three original members of Last Chance.  Along with Madison and Harrison, of course.  The two of them, along with Hannah, were huddled in the corner, sipping beer, while Madison showed them the latest pictures of her children.  
    Sam, Peyton’s wife, and also a member of Last Chance was explaining something to Melissa, who was absently rubbing her very pregnant belly.  It was her and Nigel’s first child.  And the two of them were over the moon.
    Tracy smiled at the assembled company.   She was a lucky woman.  The horrors of the night in the lab were behind her.  And the future was full of promise.  Cherov’s body had been found shattered on the sidewalk below her building.  And both Henry and Marshall were dead.  The microchip had been turned over to the government and although they’d been unable to connect the dots between Cherov and the defense contractor’s owner, the FBI was still working on it.  
    There’d been less success in finding the buyer who’d hired Marshall and Henry, but the investigation was still open.  And there’d even been talk of Last Chance taking up the hunt.  Of course only if there weren’t more important cases to deal with.
    “You okay?” Seth asked, slipping an arm around her as he handed her a glass of champagne.  “The engagement party isn’t too much?  I told Madison I wasn’t sure you’d be up for it.”
    Tracy smiled up at her husband to be, wondering what in the world had ever made her think she could live without him.  “It’s perfect.  I was just soaking it all in.”  She leaned back against him, loving the feel of his arms as they circled around her waist.  “Having everyone here together is just so wonderful.  But I’ll be honest,” she tipped her head back, her gaze meeting his, “there’s a part of me that can’t wait for them to go because that will mean it’s just the two of us and then…”
    “Hold that thought,” Cullen Pulaski, Last Chance’s leader, said as he strode into the room, winking at Tracy as he passed.  “I’ve got news.  Sorry I’m late,” he shrugged apologetically in Tracy and Seth’s direction,  “but I’ve been in a meeting with the President.”
    “Don’t tell me,” Peyton said, “there’s a crisis and the President needs us to turn it around.”
    “I’m afraid so,” Cullen replied, not looking the slightest bit sorry.  “One of the Mexican drug cartels has just taken a congressman and his family hostage…”
    Tracy sighed as Seth’s arms tightened around her. 
    It never ended.
    She leaned into his embrace with a wry smile.  “Welcome to Last Chance.”

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    Interrogation rooms ranked only slightly above gas station restrooms in the stench and cleanliness department.  Which was too bad, considering the amount of time Madison Harper spent in them.  Sucking in a final breath of semi-clean air, she opened the door and walked into the room, immediately commanding the attention of the detective