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Chills roll down my spine as I flip it over.

I gasp, seeing Drago’s picture and badge number.

This is his?

“Bri,” he calls my name from behind me.

Turning around slowly, I face him, and if it were any other time, I might swoon at the sight of Gabriel clutched to his chest with his arms wrapped tightly around his son.

“Is this real?” I hold out my palm, opening it for him to see. I already knew it was before I even asked. I know a real badge when I see one.

Drago’s eyes leave mine, glancing down. He’s silent, not saying a word—not confirming or denying anything. He’s in deep thought. I can see the wheels turning as I watch him.

I’ll be damned if he gives me some bullshit explanation, so before he speaks, I open my mouth, demanding the truth.

“Answer me. Answer me now!”

He bypasses me, taking Gabriel to the couch and sitting down with him. Drago keeps his eyes downcast, watching the baby whose eyes are closed, sleeping.

“I’ve been undercover for seven years.” He keeps looking at Gabriel, not once lifting his eyes to mine. “I’ve had enough to take down Diaz and his whole crew for a long time—but he wasn’t the one I wanted. I want my father. I wanted to be the one to put that son of a bitch away. And I wanted to look him in the eyes so he’d know it is me that took him down.”

He finally looks up. Sighing, he relaxes his back onto the couch.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Same reason you didn’t tell me about him,” he nods. “I couldn’t. I couldn’t risk fucking up. But I did. I still managed to fuck it up all the hell, and I don’t even know how it happened. How he happened.”

“You were drugged. Chasity admitted her uncle told her to do it. Someone wanted this to happen to use him over your head. Diaz, I guess. She isn’t speaking from what I’m told.”

“Fucking bitch.” He shakes his head. “Who goes along with something like that?”

“Someone who thinks she’s in love with Dylan Harper.”

I don’t want to talk about Chasity. If I never heard her name again, I wouldn’t complain.

A grunt comes from D’s lips.

“You’re really a cop?” I question him, even though he’s already confirmed it. Drago nods, watching his son, running his fingers over his smooth, soft skin. “Is that why Eric was here? Does he know?”

If that bastard knew and kept it from me, I swear to God—

“E is my best friend... and partner.” He lifts his head, eyeing me wearily.

I blow out a breath in frustration.

That motherfuckerI scream in my head.

He’s going to hear it from me the next time I see him. I bet Justin knew too. Who else knew, I wonder? Who else was laughing at me?

“You still haven’t explained why you did what you did today.”

I am dead set on answers. He’s not getting out of this, cop or not.

“I had no choice. I can’t risk my father finding out about him.”

“Who’s to say he doesn’t already know?”

Hell, who’s to say he wasn’t a part of it all along? He has the most to gain from trapping Drago.

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