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Vinny moved to catch her, but she was independent and braced herself on the wall.

At first, Reed didn’t notice. He was too busy straddling Logan.

Then Violet crossed the last few steps.

Her fingers barely wrapped around his forearm.

But they stopped him.

Reed froze, his fist hovered inches above Logan’s face.

Reed looked over his shoulder at Violet, and she tightened her grip before shaking her head once.

No.

Reed’s breathing was ragged.

“He hurt you,” he said, voice breaking. “He hurt you foryears.”

Violet’s hand left his arm just long enough for her to sign.

Stop.

Then she leaned forward and hugged her brother as tight as she could. Which, considering the beachball strapped to her belly, wasn’t very tight.

But it was enough.

Reed stood and stepped away from Logan. His hands were still shaking, and his knuckles were bloody. But he moved because she asked.

Logan coughed on the floor, rolling onto his side, trying to gather what little dignity he had left.

Violet shifted behind Reed instinctively, one hand fisting into the back of his shirt. And Vinny took this opportunity to grab Logan by the collar and haul him away from Reed.

Logan, who looked barely conscious, resisted to the best of his ability, which wasn’t well. Blood ran from his brow into his eye, and his suit was completely ruined.

Vinny dragged him across the hardwood and dropped him near the center of the room like discarded trash.

“You don’t get to stand near her,” Vinny said flatly

My stomach flipped and Serena went very still beside me.

“Don’t,” she murmured as if Vinny could hear her.

If Violet wanted Logan dead, she would have let Reed do it. But, Vinny was likely too angry to care.

Thankfully, before the weapon could reach his hand, two men stepped into the doorway. They seemed completely unphased by the chaos that unfolded around them, their orange and green suits were immaculate.

I had no idea who the fuck they were, but the sight of them caused Serena to grimace.

“Oh no,” she whispered.

“What?”

On-screen, the man in green surveyed the room like he was appraising artwork and the man in orange’s gaze settled briefly on Violet.

Then on Logan.

Vinny followed their line of sight, and for the first time since Logan had raised that gun, he hesitated.