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Thank God. Bailey was safe.
Still, I touched my radio. “I want a car sent to where that location was. Find her, follow her from a distance.”
“Got it.” And then, “A car has been dispatched. I got control again and went in to clear out the memory data or anything missed. But it’s completely gone.”
Harden shook his head. “What do you mean it’s gone? There should still be some feed there. You said you couldn’t loop over and replace their feed, but you could halt it from going to them and then go in and erase it.”
“That’s what I was going to do, but there’s no system left. She destroyed it all.”
“Jeez,” said one of the men in the vehicle.
Another laughed. “Can we recruit her?”
We drove the rest of the way in silence, taking back roads, and the only person who was making a sound was my brother. He was laughing.
“I like your woman. A lot.”
“Shut up.”
FIFTY-TWO
Bailey
I was coming out of the shower when the bedroom door slammed shut. A second later, the bathroom door was shoved open. In strode Kash.
Correction.
I’d been reaching for a towel, and my hand grabbed it, drawing it to me, but my concentration was all on what was coming toward me. He wasn’t coming at me light and casual. Oh hell no. He was heated. His eyes were flaring with some unnamed emotion, an emotion that was sending serious shivers down my back. And he wasn’t striding to me. There was no “stride” about him.
He was stalking me.
Kashton was in full-on predator mode, and I drew back just by instinct.
I pulled the towel farther to my chest, but then he was there. The towel was ripped from my hands, tossed to the floor, and he was crowding me in. Hands to my hips. Eyes pinning me in place, he eased me all the way back to the shower wall. He was fully clothed. I was fully naked. But it didn’t matter.
He. Was. Pissed.
My heart sank.
“I did it to help you.”
“Who asked for your help?”
The words were clipped out, though it wasn’t really in a question form.
I gulped.
He was fighting for control, but it was slipping.
Kash had darkness inside him. I knew it. I’d always known it, and I used to salivate over feeling that side of him, especially in bed. He could make me forget weeks, all just begging for the feel of him inside of me. My body was addicted to him. I’d always been desperate for his touch. A fevered rush would come over me. I would be frenzied for him. But he’d never directed that side of him toward me outside of the bed, and as he drew up to me, pushing against my body, I wasn’t sure what was happening here.
I didn’t know if he was so mad that he was going to punish me… Well, correction, I knew that was the case.
Another shiver went up my spine this time.
I swallowed over a knot, half of it forming from fear and the other half already reacting to the proximity of his body. I was leaning into him when his hand grabbed mine. He pushed it gently against the wall behind me, his hand over my wrist, and he leaned down, all the way in my face.
“What the fuck were you thinking?”
