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‘I fucking love him. If you let him die, I will come after all of you. Get an ambulance or so help me god you’ll be joining him.’
Logan pulled out his phone and dialled a number. ‘I’ll get someone to help.’
‘Thank you,’ I whispered, leaning down to brush my lips over Cam’s brow. ‘Please, please don’t leave me. Help is coming. Just hold on.
‘We’ll call in the clean-up crew to make this disappear.’ Logan creased his brow as he hung up the phone.
‘You can’t kill the boss and expect it to disappear,’ Mac said.
‘We have proof he was trafficking. We’ll blame it on a deal gone sour.’ Logan had gone straight into business mode, ever the straight laced one.
‘The kids are hiding over there. Elias and Grace. Help them. I don’t think they’re hurt, but they are likely traumatised. They saw it all.’ I breathed in Cam’s scent as I continued to press firmly against his wound, wishing he would groan or flinch, but nothing.
‘Take them home until I can join you. And find out who sold them and how, and make them pay.’ My teeth ground with rage. I was going to bring them all down. Anyone who was involved. They’d all suffer.
‘On who’s authority?’ Mac asked.
‘Mine.’ I held my brother’s gaze, feeling the rush of power as I did. ‘I’m the wife of the boss now. And with Cam incapacitated, I’m taking control.’
If he died. Heads would fucking roll.
His breath was barely a whisper as the private ambulance tore into the place. The paramedics didn’t even look twice at Harold as they relieved my aching arms and took over. ‘Just don’t die, my love,’ I whispered into Cam’s hair through my blood caked hands.
CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
CAMERON
Far-off voices intercepted my dreams. Trying to focus on them was like wading through thick soup, they were close but unclear. Everything hurt, from a dull ache in my chest to a hot pain in my thigh. Where was I? Last thing I remembered was being on the icy warehouse floor, the lights swimming far above me as Maeve sobbed against my chest.
Maeve.
Warmth filled me as the thought of her drifted into mind. My beautiful, hardheaded, wonderful wife.
Another tug toward consciousness had me doubling down on trying to focus, trying to pull myself from the fog. My head thumped as I tried to get my ears to cooperate with my addled mind.
‘You didn’t have to take matters into your own hands Maeve.’ Who was that? Maeve... she was here?
‘I did. For you guys, for me, for him, for those kids. It needed to end. I’d do it again if I had to.’ Maeve’s sweet voice brought a wave of pleasure to my aching body. I needed to pull myself out of the fog. Needed to hold her, to kiss her, to know we were both safe.
‘You’re not the baby anymore, are you?’ The other voice must have been coming from one of her brothers. My jaw ticked at them being so close to me while I was unconscious. They could have slit my throat without me even knowing. Something must have changed while I was out.
‘I’m not.’ She sounded exhausted, her voice soft but strained.
‘I wish you hadn’t had to get involved in the whole mess. All I ever wanted was to keep you out of the business. To keep you safe.’
‘And all I ever wanted was to be a part of it. Keeping women out of it is so stupid. So old-fashioned.’ A slice of anger in my girl’s throat. So proud of her.
‘Yeah. Maybe you're right. Do you really love him? After everything that’s happened? You could leave, you know? The threats are gone. You don’t have to stay.’
Warm fingers slipped over my hand, caressing over my bruised knuckles with a feather-light touch.
‘I do.’ My heart bloomed in my chest, joy filling it to brimming. She loved me. Loved me! I needed to drag myself back to the real world. My body refused to cooperate, barely a twitch of a finger all I was rewarded with. ‘Who’d have thought it possible? A McGowan loving a Thompson. He’s a good man and I feel different when I’m with him. It took me a while to see it, but he knows me, and wants to see the real me at every turn.’
My tongue moved thickly in my mouth as I battled it for cooperation. Eventually it submitted to me. My voice came out at barely a croak as I forced my eyes open, the bright light burning against them.
‘I love you too, Princess.’
I focused on her face, willing the blurriness to subside, bringing her beautiful, tear pricked face into view, right before she threw her body at me.
