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How did this happen?

I hadn’t even had a whole, complete day being out about my love for Lee and being able to enjoy that in all the shapes and forms that would take.

I had a sweet new T-shirt from Lucky Brand Jeans in a bag in the back seat of Willie’s Pathfinder that I’d never get to wear.

This meant I might never see Lee’s cabin in Grand Lake.

This also meant I might never have his children and tell them bedtime stories about how there was never a time when their mom and dad hadn’t been together.

This…could not…happen.

As a last resort, I screamed, “No!”

But no one heard me scream.

This was because, at the same time, there was a gunshot.

Bad Guy Number One with the syringe shouted out a cry of pain. The syringe went flying, he buckled and went down.

When he did, I saw Eddie standing behind him, his gun in his hand and it was smoking.

Thank…you…God.

It might seem terrible that I was thanking the good Lord that someone got shot, but if divine retribution came in the form of Eddie Chavez and his service revolver, I was not going to quibble.

Before I could react or look around to see where Lee was, I heard from behind me in a voice I knew.

“Let her go.”

It wasn’t Lee.

It was Darius.

My wrists were let go. I turned my head and saw Darius standing behind, and partially beside, Bad Guy Number Two, a gun to his temple.

Wow.

“Step back,” Darius said, and Bad Guy Number Two and Darius moved back several steps.

Eddie came forward, gun pointed at the man on the floor who was rolling around, hands holding his thigh, blood seeping between his fingers.

I stared in horror. I wasn’t really good with blood and there seemed to be a lot of it.

“Move away, Indy,” Eddie ordered, and without the ability to walk, I hopped several feet then sat on the floor to untie the rope from around my ankles, eyes up and watching.

Eddie moved his gun to Wilcox, who finally had stood, and he snapped, “Sit.”

Wilcox’s gaze locked on Eddie the whole time, slowly, he sat. He still looked strangely calm, as if he had a secret. I didn’t like the idea of Wilcox having secrets. I also didn’t like the fact that Lee wasn’t there.

I got to my feet and Eddie unsnapped the cuffs on his belt and held them out to me.

“Cuff Wilcox,” Eddie said.

I didn’t want to go anywhere near Terry Wilcox, but I figured now was not the time to argue. I was still recovering from my freak out when I thought I wasn’t going to be saved. I didn’t have it in me to give Eddie any lip.

I took the cuffs and walked behind Wilcox’s chair.

“Lean forward,” I said, and I could hear my voice was shaking.

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