Everyone familiar belongs to Janet.

"I'm guessing you'd have a whole brood of these by now," Kane said, giving Olive an 'adoring' grin before passing her to Steph so we can get to work, "if you weren't busy saving the asses of guys like me."

"Olivia and I are suckers for tough Teddy Bears exactly like you, Tank, and the rest of our Merry Men here," Steph said, "so it works out well."

Our daughter, as always, is appreciating the attention she's receiving. And she gave us all a huge smile, showing as much of her gums as humanely possible. I was tempted to postpone the search just so I wouldn't have to share my family more than I already have, but I'd never willingly refuse to help one of my men, who's also a friend in this case, no matter that my attention is being pulled more towards my two brunette beauties.

"Damn, she's cute," Kane told us, continuing to watch Olive who's trying to squirm free from her mother's arms, anxious to be doing something besides being held. "I definitely want a daughter now."

"If you and Harper do have a girl, you'd better keep your license to carry concealed ... legal and up-to-date," I advised.

The look my wife shot me said she didn't appreciate the threat Trenton's youth face regarding our own daughter.

"You deserve to have a daddy's girl," Tank added.

"Thank you," Kane told him.

Tank's face cracked into a knowing grin that Steph would call evil.

"Shit. You're an asshole," he told Tank, as realization of what he's in for kicked in, if a daughter of his became interested in a man just like her father.

"Takes one to know one," was the mature reply my second-in-command gave him.

Steph looked at me. "Come on, if you and I don't get started on this, we'll never find this guy, Harper won't get her husband back, and Uncle Kane here won't get to experience how great having a daughter can be."