'She was near. Deep in his bones, her essence surrounded him and the memory of her was an ache that eight long years had not dulled. His head spun with the possibilities of what this meant. His breath caught in his throat; he forced himself to exhale. He'd been frantic to find her, but his efforts had been futile. She chose this moment, when he was on assignment in Beverly Hills, to reach out for him. Why now? Why here?' When her son is kidnapped,...