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I felt the answer as sure as if it’d been Chrissy speaking in my head. I even heard a hint of her voice in the air. My stomach still locked up tight, I tried to sound drowsy. “What’s going on?”

“We have to go, babe.”

Babe.

Kash called me that, but not like this. Not now. It would’ve been in a casual way, not in a way that he knew I would be alarmed. Or baby. He called me that, too, but in the throes, as he was moving inside of me.

This guy was really truly and ridiculouslynotKash, but he pulled me up.

I didn’t want him touching me.

I didn’t want his hand on me.

He took my hand—but he didn’t lace our fingers.Thank God.

Kash would’ve laced our fingers. And he was pulling me from the office. His head was kept low, but as we stepped into the hallway, the guards didn’t say anything.

He was dressed like Kash.

Fitz was there, pushing the elevator button.

He glanced over Kash’s brother, to our hands, and then to me as the doors opened.

I looked hard at him, and he frowned, but followed us inside.

Then there was that nagging in my head. Again.

I knew him, but I didn’t.

Right?

Right …

That had to be it.

Two worlds. Colliding.

Why was I getting that feeling?

A bad sense of déjà vu,again. It was washing over me, giving me chills.

Was that why I wasn’t saying anything? Fitz was here. He hada gun. I’m sure he could overpower him easily. But I knew this guy.

I couldn’t shake this nagging voice in my head.

Howdid I know him? Was that just the likeness to Kash?

Was it?

That didn’t feel right.

It felt like there was more, something else here. Something I wasn’t remembering—and I remembered everything!

Then we were at the bottom, and the elevator was opening.

I had to alert Fitz. I had to say something. Only Kash knew about raccoons.

Not Kash tightened his hold on me and walked forward.

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