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“And you?”

I look down at the bed where the bag was stuffed and grimace.

“You’re gonna hide under the bed? Seriously? When the fuck did we turn into stalkers?”

“You’re fine with drugging her, but crawling under the bed is where you draw the line? You’re fucked-up. You know that, right?”

“I think, at this point, you shouldn’t be one to judge.”

“I just need to keep an eye on her to see if she drinks the water. Be grateful you’re bulkier than me, or I’d make you slide your ass under there. I’m going to need to marinate in bleach after this.”

Hawk smirks before changing the subject back to what we were talking about earlier. “I can’t believe she blew through that money already.”

“You don’t know she did,” I point out. “Her coming might have nothing to do with that.”

“She took just short of a million dollars from our account, Creed. You think if she had any left, she’d be staying here?”

“I don’t know what the fuck to think anymore,” I admit. Everything I thought I knew about the woman turned out to be a lie.

“Well, we can add it to the list of shit we want to ask her later. But for now, we better hide. Put your phone on silent and text me.”

“I will when the coast is clear.”

He walks out, closing the door behind him.

I silence my phone, and with a reluctant sigh, I drop to my stomach and maneuver myself under the bed. I drag the bag I’d placed on the floor back into the spot I found it and wait, anticipation running through my veins. As fucked up as it is, the adrenaline rush is what I live for. It’s why being a mercenary suits me so well.

I don’t know how long I lie here before the sound of a vehicle pulling up has me tensing, and I ready myself for anything. I listen to the murmured voices and hear the car drive away before the creak of the door opening has me holding my breath.

“Shit. Did I forget to lock it?” I hear Avery’s confused voice as she hesitates in the doorway. It completely slipped my mind to lock the door. I never fuck up, but this woman has always taken my best-laid plans and thrown them out the window.

Her breathing picks up as she listens for anything out of the norm. A part of me is pissed she doesn’t turn tail and run, even if it would fuck up our plans. I thought we’d taught her better than this.

I hear rustling and see a bag drop near her feet before she slowly walks into the room. I watch her feet as she passes the bed. Her white sneakers still have a splatter of blood across the toe, and I’m pissed. Not that it’s there. I’m still trying to process all my feelings attached to what went down in the diner. No, it’s the fact that she had nobody to call to bring her something clean to wear.

She checks the bathroom, and when she finds it empty, she blows out a relieved breath. “Right. Okay, it’s all fine, Avery. Just you being your usual scatterbrained self.” She sighs before walking back to the door and closing it.

She picks up the bag she dropped and places it on the bed before dragging out the bag beside me. “Nothing missing,” she muses before she drops it back to the floor and kicks it into my face.

I turn away as I hear the fridge door open and shift a little closer to the edge of the bed so I can see her better. Sure enough, she has the water bottle in her hand. That’s when I notice her arm in a sling. Fuck. She wasn’t wearing that in the hospital. I watch as she puts the bottle down and looks through the paper bag holding her prescriptions. Finding what she’s looking for, she pulls out a pill bottle and struggles with it for a second before popping the lid. She takes a couple of pills and places them in her mouth before grabbing the water bottle and taking a sip, swallowing them down.

I say a silent thank you when she drinks the rest of the water before tossing the empty bottle in the trash can next to her dresser.

It’s quiet for a moment after that. I’d love to know what she’s thinking. I track her movements as she walks over to the dresser under the window and pushes it until it’s against the door.

I grit my teeth as she moves it, knowing that has to hurt like fucking hell.

“Jesus.” She blows out a shaky breath and walks back over to the bed before sitting on it.

Moments later, she speaks. “Hey.” For a second, I think she’s talking to me. She sighs. “I’m okay, I promise.”

She’s quiet for a minute before she talks again. “I know. Things haven’t gone as planned, but I’ll be back as soon as I can. Yes, sure, put them on.”

She sniffles before standing up and pacing. “Hey, I know, and I’m trying.”

She chuckles at whatever they say.

“I love you too. I promise I’ll see you soon. But I have to go now. I need to rest for a little while.”

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