“IT’S MY BABY. IT’S CHARLIE. HE’S BEEN KIDNAPPED. THEY LEFT A NOTE. IT SAYS THEY’LL . . . THEY’LL KILL HIM IF I GO TO THE POLICE.”

Something shifted in those hard, condemning eyes. For a moment, the Dirk she remembered appeared. Concerned for her, determined to protect her at any cost, even his life.

“I’ll take you down to the office. Ethan’s out of town with Val. I’ll get Nick to work with you. Or Luke. They’ll help you find your boy. They’ll help you get him back.”

They were all private investigators and they were the best. But they weren’t Dirk Reynolds. Meg started shaking her head, couldn’t stop the tears that leaked onto her cheeks. “It has to be you, Dirk. I know in my heart you can save Charlie. Only you.”