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He leans down, holding me all the while, and then pulls on something heavy and metal. He grunts, his shoulder digging into me.

“It’s okay. You can put me down.”

“Don’t do anything stupid, Lena.”

“It’s fine.”

He slowly puts me down, and I do something stupid. I turn and run, but it’s like Demon tries to stop me. Maybe it’s just poor timing. He yelps and dashes in my way. I trip and grunt, seeing stars.

Jamie quickly rushes to me. I wave a hand at him. “I’m staying right here. Just open the bunker. We’re wasting time.”

“I’ll be back soon with your mother.” He wrenches open a metal shaft. “Give me your hand. It’s slippery down here.”

I sit up, rubbing my head. He studies me with concern, lacing those deep blue eyes, but he’s staying focused, too. He sees me as a task.Kidnap her. Imprison her. Or he’d call it keeping me safe. Either way, he’s not going to argue.

Standing, I take his hand.

“In an hour,” he says, gently touching my shoulder. “Just one hour.”

“Why do you have to lock it, then?”

“Because they might search the area.”

And he doesn’t trust me not to run after him or run after Mom. We walk down the slick steps, deeper and deeper underground.

“I meant it,” he says, looking at a metal door lit with an electric light just above it. “I want a family with you. I need it. I felt it the first time I saw you standing in the doorway with that shy, tough look on your face. I wanted a family with youthen.”

“R-really?” I whisper.No time, no time.

“More than anything.”

I lick my lips. Wrong, again.Wrong. “I felt the same. I wanted you from day one.”

He groans, kisses me, and pulls me close. Then he pushes me away. “I need to enter the key code and set the timer. Then you can take Demon inside.”

I gesture to the dog, and he awkwardly wedges around Jamie. He has his head held high as if this is all beneath him.

“There’s a toilet, a bin for waste. Canned foods. It won’t be fun, but—”

“Just an hour,” I say, stroking Demon. “I get it. One hour, and you’ll be back with Mom.”

Then we can start our happily ever after, I almost say, but I don’t want to tempt fate. We’re almost at the end of all the craziness now. I know we are. We have to be.

CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO

SEVERAL HOURS LATER

Jamie

My head is foggy, face pressed up against cold metal. I’m drifting in and out of consciousness, trying to make sense of the last few hours, leaving my woman in the bunker, and running away with a heavy heart through the forest.

I saw the garage and thenthud. Something caught me right in the back. It felt like a pellet, not a bullet. Rubber maybe. It bruised my body. I spun, and several more caught me. I remember a glimpse of several armed men, all wearing masks.

Peeling my eyes open, I see we’re in the back of what must be a van, the walls metal. “J-Jamie?” Simone whispers from beside me, her voice small. “Are you awake?”

“Yeah.” My voice is hoarse, and I haven’t been asleep, exactly. It’s more like they’ve dosed me up with something. “Did they inject me when they put me in here?”

“Yes. You were going crazy.”

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