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“Yeah, I’ve been before.” Once. On a failed hook-up.
“What would we do without you, huh?” Jack yanked me into a hug. “Thanks, mate. I don’t tell you enough, but thanks. For all of it.”
I froze.
Contact.
Human contact after so long with nothing.
The walls I hid behind. The chains I padlocked. The barriers I’d erected to protect me from pain all threatened to crash.
Extracting myself from his embrace, I kept my eyes down as I hurried out the door to find Neri.
Chapter Thirty-One
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Aslan
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(Moon in Polish: Ksiezyc)
FLASHING LIGHTS UP AHEAD.
Blue and red, blue and red.
Men and women in uniform.
Barriers and road cones, funnelling the three cars in front of me to the curb.
Kahretsin!
Sweat broke out on my palms as I fisted the steering wheel.
SHIT!
Looking in the rear-view mirror, I deliberated pulling a U-turn, but a male cop waved at me, catching my eyes, and beckoning me past one of the cars already pulled over.
Nausea waked in my gut.
I waited for a panic attack. For the very real nightmare of cold cuffs to snap on my wrists and my borrowed time to be over.
I expected my heart rate to go through the roof as I slowly pulled over, threw the banged-up Jeep into park, and rolled down the window.
Instead, I turned cold inside.
Ice, ice cold as the depression fog wrapped me in thick terror and demoralizing grief.
I couldn’t fight it.
I couldn’t stop it sucking me down into the inevitability that I was a dead man. I had been for four years, and death had finally found me.
My pulse went dangerously slow.
I couldn’t catch a proper breath.
This was it.
