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“Don’t mention it. Please.”

I almost smile at King’s dry tone. “So who saved our asses if it wasn’t you?”

“We don’t know. Val said a man had his crosshairs on her when an army of women appeared out of nowhere and mowed down the entire enemy force.”

I blink at him. “Women?”

King gives me a slow nod. “And one man.”

I blink again. “Who in the fuck are you talking about?”

“Like I said, not a fucking clue. But the guy apparently field dressed you and saved your stupid ass, and now you owe him a life debt.”

I let my eyes close. “Great.”

“But we know who’s after you.”

My head nods. “I know, too.”

“And what are we going to do about it?” King asks me.

We.

“We’re going to delete them from the history books.”

“When?”

I let my lungs fill. “Three days.”

“What do you need me to do?”

“I need a plane full of men who are good with their hands.”

“We going to them?”

I nod. “We’re going to Colombia.”

Using the last of my energy, I ignore all my protesting body parts and roll onto my side, wrapping my arm and leg over Valentine, holding her close.

CHAPTER81

Val

“What else do you need?”I ask Dominic as I pick up the tray with our empty breakfast dishes off the nightstand.

He pats his palm against his bare chest while reclined on the bed. “I need you to finally do as you’re told and sit on my face.”

I don’t smile.

I won’t.

I can’t encourage this behavior.

“Dominic Gonzalez, you aren’t even supposed to be home. It’s only been three days since you almost died.”

He rubs his fingertips along the black letters spelling my name across his throat.

He’s been doing that a lot since we came home from the hospital yesterday.

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