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“Sleep now,” he says.
“What about you?”
He squeezes his eyes shut as though in pain. “I need to leave you alone right now, or I’ll break my promise to you.”
“Will you come back?”
His eyelids lift and he gazes at me with such tenderness that I nearly sigh. “I will always come back to you, Callie.”
Chapter33
Hayden
I need a fucking miracle.
Living with Callie under my roof and in my bedwithouttouching her is going to require supernatural assistance.
I stalk toward my office with the feel of her body lingering on my hands. Hunger like I’ve never known wars with my sanity, trying to push me over the edge, to give into the darker emotions.
The ones that’ll have Callie running from me. Again.
My office comes into view, and I step inside while shutting the door behind me. I don’t want Callie to see me while I get my shit together. That might require me fucking myself.
So that I don’t fuck her.
I settle into the leather seat and grip the edge of the desk while I compose myself. Now that I know the name of the clinic Callie visited that night, I’m going to discover her secrets. Nothing I learn about her will change the way I see her.
Calista Green may bear the flaws all humans possess, but to me, she’s perfect.
I retrieve my cell phone and dial Zack’s number. He answers on the first ring, easing some of the tension in my body. It would’ve been bad for him if he made me wait tonight, not when the knowledge I’ve been seeking is finally within reach.
“Hey,capo,” he greets. “What can I do for you at this late hour?”
“I need you to comb through every file that appears on June 24th at a private clinic called Elite Health Care. Calista's is one of them.”
“Do you want me to call you back or do you want to wait while I search? It won’t take long now that you’ve given me the exact location.”
“I’ll hold.”
The sound of his fingers striking the keys is the only noise that penetrates my mind. Unless you count the air flowing to and from my lungs by way of my ragged breathing.
The unsolved mystery of Callie’s past haunted me from the moment I wanted to possess her. I’ve lost sleep from thinking about what happened to her. Whatever it was had to be harrowing if it triggered a panic attack.
“Green is a female in her early 20s,” Zack mumbles to himself. “How much do you think she weighs ,and what’s her height?” After I answer him, he continues. “Whoever worked with this file wasn’t very smart,” Zack says. “I doubt she’s a forty-year old male of the same height and weight that came into the place with a handprint on her neck.”
“Are you sure it’s her file?” When Zack remains silent, I clear my throat. Usually that’s enough to prompt him, but this time it doesn’t. “Zack?”
“Mr. Bennett, you’re not going to like this.”
I clench my teeth at his formal use of my name. If I wasn’t apprehensive before, I sure as fuck am now. “Just tell me.”
“I’m pretty certain this is her medical file,” he says slowly. “And it says she had high levels of GHB in her system.”
“Are you sure?” Because if Zack confirms what I just heard, I’m going to fucking murder someone. After torturing them to the highest extent. “Your answer is putting someone’s life at risk, just to be clear.”
Zack blows out a breath. “I’m 99% sure Calista Green was given a large dose of the date rape drug.”
“Send me the file,” I say, each word clipped.
