“I’m sorry,” Lily said.
“Thanks to Shade’s quick thinking, we were able to serve the warrants in a two-hour mass bust and were able to arrest three-fourths of the people we were after, and we’re confident we’ll be able to locate the remaining ones.”
“How?” Lily asked, relieved.
“We had interagency cooperation. It was one of the deals Shade made for The Last Riders. In return, they sold the pending patents’ right to a technical computer system for pennies on the dollar than they would have made.
Lily and Beth realized what all The Last Riders had given up. They had sacrificed millions of dollars for Lily’s rescue.
“One of the conditions was that they had to use their technology to help find you.”
Lily remembered the plane buzzing overhead while she had been in the house.
“When you were located, the Porters were the closest. That’s how they got there first. They’re never going to let us live it down. They want Dustin’s record expunged for their cooperation. I’ll see they get what they want. They deserve it.” Pastor Dean stood up straight, looking at Lily.
She honestly didn’t know what to say to the man; she had admired him for years as a role model, as someone to look up to. She took a shuddering breath, stepping forward. She reached up, kissing him on his cheek. “Thank you.”
She heard a chair scrape and she spun around, seeing Shade couldn’t hide his expression fast enough.
“Don’t you dare,” Lily said, pointing a finger at him. Shade managed to control himself, taking a seat back in the vacant chair.
“I think you just returned the favor,” Dean said, smiling.
When Beth would have gotten up, Razer pressed her back down in her chair with a hand on her shoulder.
“I have to go. I still have a lot of reports to finish today. I also have to find a new minister for the church.”
Lily didn’t know how anyone would live up to the standard he had set.
“You never know… you missed the military when you left it; you may miss the church,” Lily said with hope.
Dean looked at both sisters briefly before going to the door and opening it. “Perhaps. I was blessed to meet two angels, so miracles can happen. We’ll have to wait and see,” he said, closing the door behind him.
“Show-off,” Shade said, standing up. “I called you an angel first, remember that.”
Lily laughed, breaking the tension. “Can we go home now?”
“Yes,” Shade said, still irritated
“Can I make a stop on the way and see my dad?” Lily asked.
“Yes.”
Lily laughed at his short response, reaching up to kiss him on his cheek. “Does that make it better?”
His blue eyes smiled down at her as he put his arm around her shoulders.
She turned to Beth, who had lost her paleness and was now giving Razer heck with her eyes for not confiding in her. He was going to have a lot of making up to do. Lily thought about suggesting a new shower; it might do the trick.
“Would you like to go, Beth?”
“Yes. I’m looking forward to meeting him. When I first saw him, when he brought you, Dad said he was from the adoption agency.”
“That reminds me, Lily. That strongbox you found contained your fake birth certificate. Cash sent it off to a buddy of his, and they tracked down your real one. It came in the afternoon mail.” Knox handed it to her.
Lily took the envelope, staring down at it. After all these years, she didn’t need a paper to tell her a single thing. It had come too late. She already knew who she was.
Chapter 42
Lily was sitting on the side of the bed, brushing her hair, with Shade lying down on his side in the bed, watching her.
“What’s going to happen to him?” Lily asked.
“Not much, since you’ve already told Knox that you weren’t kidnapped, it was a family reunion. Several government agencies aren’t very happy with you right now.”
Lily shrugged her shoulders, not concerned. “How about that man who was after him?”
“He’s a different matter. Since he believes in letting everyone do his dirty work for him, he wasn’t hurt. He’s in Knox’s jail, waiting for the Texas Rangers to come and get him. I imagine he’s planning more song and dance, holding the whereabouts of those women to himself.”
“I hope not. I’m going to pray for him to let those women go tonight.”
“You do that, Lily. I have a feeling he’s going to need your prayers tonight,” Shade said, stroking her back.
Lily set her hairbrush on the table then stood up, looking down into her husband’s eyes. “It’s my turn.”
She watched Shade’s grin widen as he scooted over on the bed, patting the mattress. She knew exactly what he was expecting, what she always chose—him making sweet, passionate love to her where she felt like the most precious woman on earth. She knew she was blessed and would remember to thank God every day.