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I am so cold inside.
Almost flying, I rush towards the bedroom, and for a brief heartbeat, I stand in the doorway, unable to do anything but observe.
A round man in a familiar guard’s uniform lays face down on the ground.
Eve stands, trembling, next to Henrietta, wielding the katana. Henrietta is tucking a gun into a basket that is on the bed.
I step over Frank Donavon and with two long strides, I cover the distance between Eve and me. Twisting the sword out of her hands, I throw it aside and cover her mouth with mine, a fierce melding of tongues as I take and take till she has nothing left to give.
She gasps against me, pounding on my chest, needing air.
When I release her, she takes in a much-needed breath.
She lets me hold on to her, somehow knowing I need to feel her.
“Is he dead?” she asks, shakily.
“No,” Elijah said, as he leans down to check for a pulse. He glances at Henrietta, who gives him a look.
“He was the guard who checked me before I got in. He removed the bullets from the gun. I couldn’t fire. Mark was ten minutes away.” She casts an admiring look Eve’s way. “Eve kept him talking.”
I see the way she favors her left side. “Henrietta, you—”
Her eyes are on my father. “Just a flesh wound. Nothing a little bandaging won’t fix.”
My father clenches his jaw, and I see the strain in him on not having the ability to approach Henrietta in the open.
“Come on,” he says, quietly. “I’ll take you to the hospital.”
She doesn’t move. “Maybe you should first—”
“Henrietta.”
Her name is spoken harshly, and she rolls her eyes, muttering, “Yes, boss,” before moving towards him.
“I trust you can handle this?” My father looks at me.
I nod.
Then, still clutching onto Eve, I call out, “Hey, Henrietta?”
She glances over her shoulder.
“Thank you.”
She gives me a warm smile and then moves, the side of her shoulder stained with blood.
Eve looked at me, shaking, and asks, “Are they…?”
When I nod, her eyes widen. “Wow.”
“Yeah.”
Her eyes move to the still man on the ground before she looks at Mark. “You okay?”
Mark winces. “Just a graze.”
“How did he get in?” I ask Eve.
