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“What I need,man,” Will’s voice spat the word, “is for that bitch to send my wife out here where she belongs. With me.”

I wanted to look outside and see Jack’s face. I could feel the spike of irritation and then something else. Something primal. Something I couldn’t afford to focus on.

The sound of Will’s voice became garbled. He was further away from the door now.

Finally, I heard scuffling feet and then a yelp that sounded more like a wounded dog and less like a man. The sound of a body hitting something hollow and metal rang out in the night.

“I wasn’t going to do shit but talk!” Will exclaimed.

Unable to take it any longer, I inched the door open, looking out to see Jack pushing the man down, face first, into the hood of his patrol car.

“You can’t take me in!” Will yelled, spit flying from his mouth.

“The damage to that door says otherwise,” Jack said, risking a glance at me, our eyes meeting for one hot second before he turned back to Will. Wrestling the man away from the car, I could see that Jack already had the man cuffed. Jack flung the back door open and forced the man into the car. A litany of curses and threats flooded the night, none of them helping the man’s case.

Footsteps tread softly behind me and I looked back briefly to see Marley looking out onto the scene on my lawn.

“How did he get here so fast?” Marley asked, her voice a harsh whisper against my back.

I didn’t answer, instead choosing to watch Jack as he rounded the car to the driver’s side. Jack was tall, foreboding and so terrifying at that moment that all those suppressant techniques I used every month nearly came to a crashing halt. He looked up at me, his stare laser-focused. Even with the distance between us, I could see that same molten rage that had been in them that night when he’d come to my rescue.

“You and I will talk later,” he threatened and then slid into the car, slamming the door behind him.

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