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“Get out,” He commanded.

I glanced at the agents and slowly turned, slid my feet out, and rose. My knees shook, but it was my face that was the worst. One eye was swollen nearly shut and I wasn’t sure my jaw wasn’t broken. I couldn’t tell from the punishing pain in my face.

“Move.” Bremmer pushed me toward the doors.

I stumbled and slowly headed for the agent who stepped to the side, pressed his badge to the scanner, and opened the locked door. The sound of steps echoed along the hallway. I was shoved forward until I stopped at a reception counter, eyeing a group of men dressed in expensive suits. Two turned, glanced my way, then scowled.

They stepped forward, heading for us.

“Agent,” one called. “Jameson Hutch, I’m representing Mr. Thomas Cruz. I’d like a moment with my client,” he muttered, scanning my face, then stepped forward, grasped my jaw gently, and winced. “I expect a full report of his injuries, as well.”

Bremmer stepped forward, his lips curling as he glared at the lawyer. But there wasn’t a thing he could say. The doors opened behind them and two men and a woman headed my way. But they weren’t the usual suited up lawyers, in fact, two didn’t even wear suits. The young, brooding male glanced at who had to be his lawyer and nodded, motioning him forward.

“Jameson,” the lawyer nodded to the man who’d announced himself as my lawyer, then turned his attention to the two agents beside me. He gave a smile as Bremmer’s cell rang. “I suggest you answer that, Special Agent.”

Bremmer scowled, glanced at the caller ID, and flinched, answering it instantly. “Sir?”

Whatever was said on the other end was short, sharp…and to the point.

“I understand, sir,” Bremmer responded. “No, sir. My investigation has led to—. Yes, sir. I understand, sir. I’ll have the paperwork taken care of. Yes, I can see you in your office this afternoon. Okay. I’ll see you then.”

He lowered his cell, his cheeks burning. Sparks of hostility exploded in his eyes as the two young people stepped forward.

“Thomas,” The guy called my name. “Finley Salvatore, and this is my wife, Anna. We’re friends of Lazarus and we’re going to escort you out of here.”

The woman gave a soft smile and stepped closer, then reached up to gently touch my cheek. “Let’s get you looked at, okay?”

I fought the panic inside, not even knowing these people.

“It’s okay,” Anna said softly. “We’re just here to get you out of here.”

I didn’t know these people, yet…they seemed to know me.

“Okay,” I answered.

“Let’s get out of here,” Finley murmured, glancing at his lawyer, who gave a nod.

Bremmer yanked my arms up hard as he unlocked the cuffs. My hands dropped hard, leaving my shoulders to howl with the strain. Still, I lifted my hands, rubbing the feeling back into them.

“I’ll be watching you,” Bremmer muttered. “Just remember what I said.”

“And what was that, Special Agent?” Finley’s lawyer snapped. “I’m sure the Director would be as interested as I am to hear about it.”

But Bremmer remained tight-lipped, glaring at me as I took a step and headed out of there with the Salvatores at my side.

“Thank you,” I murmured the moment we were out.

Anna gave me a smile. “You’re very welcome. I’m just sorry you had to experience all that.“

“My family?”

“Meeting us at our property. Our guard can have a look at your face there.”

I gave a nod as we stepped out of the double glass doors

“You’re the one Kat asked for, aren’t you?” I murmured, heading for the waiting Explorer against the curb. “The hacker they call the Ghost.”

That soft smile eased, leaving a formidable stare behind. “The Ghost?” she answered, giving me a wink. “Sorry, I don’t think I’ve ever heard the name.”

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