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Shewas the one who’d nearly killed my daughter.
On purpose.
The weight of that hit me in a way it hadn’t before. Like I’d heard the concept and understood it . . . but now I really knew what it meant.
“Where is she?” I growled, shaking Kane.
He blinked at me. “In surgery.”
“No.Her.”
Understanding dawned on his features. “I told Elliott to let her go.”
The words were a slap in the face.
I shook him harder. “Get her back.”
Anger had overtaken my sorrow.
“She’ll go to jail—”
“Get. Her. Back.”
“Barn . . . think about this when you’re calmer.” He spoke far too rationally.
“I’m calm.” I even sounded like it. “I want to see her.”
“I’m not sure that’s the best idea.”
I tightened my fist on his shirt. “She did this.”
“I know. And she will die a slow death locked up.”
That did nothing to soothe this newfound need for vengeance. I didn’t feel like myself. I was a mother on the verge of losing her child.
Peace was not an option.
Forgiveness was impossible.
War.
It’d become a war.
“That’s not good enough,” I snarled. The urge to put my bare hands on her was so strong I could hardly contain it. “If you don’t kill her, I will.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
KANE
JoJo was gone.
In her place was a woman consumed with a need for vengeance.
The JoJo I knew wouldn’t hurt anyone . . . not permanently.
But no one had ever hurt Penelope.
It was as if something snapped in JoJo and she finally realized exactly what her own sister had done.
