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She slammed the wine bottle down on the counter and hurried over for her purse. “This is going to be so amazing. We’ll get mani/pedis and then get our hair done. We’ll look absolutely beautiful when we arrive in Kansas!”

She flung the door open and nearly walked right into someone. “Oh, excuse me.”

“Hey, is Sarah here?”

I knew that voice and rushed over to yank the door wider. “Simon.”

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I called her again, but she still didn’t answer.

“We’re almost there. Calm down,” Red said, trying to keep me from losing my shit.

“What kind of person doesn’t answer her phone?” I nearly shouted.

“The kind of person that talks to bombers, rapists, and traffickers like they’re her best friend,” Kavanaugh retorted.

I turned around in my seat, growling as I stared at the man. “That’s not helpful considering the company.”

He shrugged. “I’m just saying, you gotta learn to let these things slide. Once you get her home, stick a tracker in her and call it a day.”

“That says a lot coming from a man who doesn’t have a woman,” Red laughed.

“Turn here!” I shouted.

“I have GPS,” Red snarled. “Stop fucking yelling at me.”

“I’m sorry, but you saw that guy. He’s fucking obsessed with her. He put cameras in her apartment. He snuck in there and…” I shivered as I remembered him rifling through her things. “What a sick fuck.”

“It was all that gushing over him,” Kavanaugh said. “You saw the way she fawned over him. I’m telling you, that’s his love language.”

“His what?” I asked, turning around in my seat.

“Yeah, it’s like…everyone has their own language that they speak when it comes to love. For some people, it’s money. Some need hugs. This guy needs a woman to fawn over him. And she did that.”

“I’m not sure now is the time to bring that up,” I snapped.

“Zoe’s love language is meat.”

“Say that again? I thought she hated meat. I thought she was against all killing of animals.”

Red grinned. “I brought her around. It was slow going, but the truth is, ever since she got pregnant the first time, she can’t get enough of it.”

We turned down the last road and I could see her apartment in the distance. “Remind me to get her a deer for her birthday,” I said as Red jumped the curb and threw the truck in park. I quickly got out and ran toward the building. I should have been stealthy, but getting to her was the only thing that mattered. God only knows what she’d do if he got to her before I did.

Red butted up against the building as I peeked in the door from the other side. Kavanaugh motioned that he was going around back. After a quick check, I pulled the door open and let Red take the lead. We cleared the entryway before taking the stairs up to the second floor. As we rounded the corner, Kavanaugh met us from the far end of the hall, quickly moving toward us.

I held up my hand outside her door, signaling for everyone to stop. I pressed my ear to the door, seeing red when I heard a male voice inside. Stepping back, I planted my boot right at the door jam, breaking it in. Sarah screamed inside, and that was all I heard after I breached the door.

Simon caught sight of me and pulled a knife, pressing it to Sarah’s throat as he hid behind her like the coward he was.

“Simon, put the fucking knife down,” I ordered, holding my gun steady. If he moved just an inch to the right, I’d have him. But I wouldn’t take the chance unless I had to. I didn’t want Sarah covered in blood.

“What are you doing here? She’s mine. You can’t have her.”

“Simon, you don’t get to just decide she’s yours.”

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