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Kross’s eyes slid down to her neck and he made a disgusted face. “That’s a bad bruise. We’ll need to clean that up before we find our baby.”

She wrapped a hand around her throat. “If that’s your version of an apology—”

“Of course not.” He chuckled and moved to unbuckle her seatbelt. Jewel held her breath as he invaded her personal space, closing her eyes and counting down from five until it was over.

Five.

Four.

Three.

She cracked an eye open and saw Kross suspended above her. Disgusted, she raised her arms and pushed him back, ignoring the pain that flashed through her scarred wrists.

“What are you doing?” she cried.

Kross didn’t budge. His eyes were locked on her chest. Jewel lifted her hands to shade that area from view.

Kross slapped her hands down and grabbed her. She screamed and rolled away from him, slamming her forehead into the windshield in her haste. The thud almost cracked the glass.

Kross wrenched her back to face him and yanked her necklace off. The metal cut into her skin and caused another shriek to pour from her lips.

He lifted the chain. “What the hell is this?”

Jewel stared at the object, prepared to call him a nut-case when she saw a small, red light pulsing within the pendant.

Kross gathered the stone in his fists and shook it in front of her face. “You played me.”

“No. I swear. I have no idea…”

The roar of an engine tearing through the woods grabbed both their attention. Jewel glanced up and saw a blue car careening toward them.

She screamed and ducked her head, preparing for the collision.

It never came.

The adrenaline rushing through her veins was overwhelming. Every nerve was on edge. She slid her gaze up and glanced at the driver’s side.

Empty.

Kross was gone.

Jewel looked ahead and her eyes fell on the car that had barreled into the small clearing. It was dark, but Kross’s beams highlighted the sleek blue paint.

Isn’t that… Finn’s car?

Hope ballooned in her heart. Before it had time to spread, her door tore open and Kross hauled her out. She saw the gun in his hands moments before he pressed it to her head.

A lump formed in her throat.

She could barely breathe.

Finn popped his car door open and stepped out calmly. He wore the faded grey T-shirt and jeans from yesterday. His scruff was thicker now. Less of a five-o’clock shadow and more of a two-in-the-morning one.

For some reason, tears sprang to her eyes when she saw him. Jewel had been so sure that they would never find her so seeing him now—in the flesh, after the night she’d had—was enough to weaken her knees.

“Let her go, Kross.” Finn’s voice was firm and cold. “Enough.”

Kross dragged her in front of him, shielding himself with her body while keeping the gun at her temple. The barrel was cold against her skin. It clashed with Kross’s hot breath on the back of her neck.

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