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My lips cocked up in a grin. The nerves of earlier were gone, and it registered then that she hadn’t been scared for herself, just for me.

For our tomorrow.

God, I was going to kiss the fuck out of her when I got my hands on her.

Did she even know how hot she was?

“We came here for the girl.”

“The girl?” D muttered.

“You can’t have the girl,” Troy spat. “Not only because I ain’t got one, but even if I did, she wouldn’t be yours to have.”

“She’s an active member in an investigation—”

Star hooted. “Because each of you belongs to the Connecticut State Police, don’t you?”

“We’re satellite officers—”

Three women started cackling in my ear at that.

“Yeah, okay,” D shouted. “I’ll believe you when thousands wouldn’t.”

“What investigation?” Star shouted around her giggle-snorts.

“Into her parents’ murder.”

I zoomed in on the car, trying to see if I could figure out what the pair were doing from behind the shield.

Both cars had been parked at an odd angle, so I attempted to use the reflection from the other vehicle’s bodywork to see what was happening.

My eyes flared when, after zooming in, I saw that one of the guys had a hand grenade in his palm.

“They’ve got more grenades,” I snapped.

There was silence on the other end of the line, silence from all quarters.

Then:

“They lob that and one of us could be fucked.” D.

“We’re fucked if we try to pick them off.” Star.

“You got any grenades, Troy?”

“I got a flame thrower, D.”

My eyes widened. “You have a fucking flame thrower in your tree? You know they’re flammable.”

“I’d prefer to burn than for these pricks to get their hands on me.”

“Tell me you’re insane without telling me you’re insane,” I muttered under my breath.

“No, Conor, she’s right. She knows what they’re capable of. I’d have preferred to burn to death too than deal with what happened to me in Lebanon.”

Her words slayed me because Star was a fighter and it…

I released a breath.

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