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Could see the panic in his face.

Then Luca had his hand over my mouth, and he was pulling me solidly into his chest.

But I got a few more words in before he did.

“Do you know what it feels like to have someone come back from the dead?” I asked. “Because I

do. I know what it feels like…”

Then I was crying again.

I wasn’t sure what all happened after that because Luca was dragging me away again.

I was throwing up again.

And I was fairly sure Ortiz was still ripping Tim a new asshole.

Or maybe a second new asshole, holding my words against him.

When I finished this time, it was to find Luca smiling.

“What are you laughing about?” I sniffled against his chest.

He had two massive wet spots from where my face had been pressed against his gray t-shirt for

my crying jags.

It looked weird, but he still worked it.

I chanced a look over Luca’s shoulder and didn’t find the man that’d been yelling at Tim anywhere

in sight.

Tim, however, was talking to a man that was inspecting the helicopter.

“I just yelled at someone really important,” I said to Luca. “My dad’s going to hear about it.”

Luca started to squeeze me.

“Your dad will hear about it?” he asked.

My dad had been a drill instructor before he’d gotten out of the military.

He knew a lot of people, and even though Dad wasn’t in the Navy, I had no doubt in my mind that

he’d know about what I’d just done by the end of the day.

It was inevitable. Someone, somewhere, will have known who I was. And will have known who

my father was.

Word would spread, and it wouldn’t take long for the right person to hear and to tell my…

My phone rang.

I didn’t even bother to sigh as I looked at the readout.

“It’s my dad.”

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