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all the vehicles were scheduled for maintenance, and which were available for use at any given moment.

      “And? “ Houston said, when Dale didn’t continue.

      Beside him, Gabrielle’s breath was gusting. She was mumbling what sounded like a prayer. But Houston kept his attention nailed to their surroundings, in case the black car returned.

      “The green Range Rover’s only been taken out once in the past month, and that was three days ago,” Dale finally continued. But the man hesitated again.

      Hell. Someone had used it. And whoever it was had used it to follow Gabrielle, just as she’d said. What Houston wanted to know now was why the person had done that.

      “And?” Houston snarled. “Who took the Range Rover off the ranch?”

      Dale cleared his throat. “Your father.”