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I couldn’t think straight, but one image filled my head.

Kavner.

Kavner smiling at me. Touching my hair. Sliding a hand over my hip.

It steadied me. Kavner. I needed to get to Kavner.

I’d always depended on myself, but right now, all I wanted was him.

Holding onto a container, I managed to pull myself upright. I staggered forward. Get to the car, and get to Kavner.

Blood was trickling down my face. Everything hurt.

You’re all right. You’ll be all right. Somehow, I got to my car. It took me three times to press my key to unlock it. As the locks bleeped, I realized my hand was covered in blood. I slid in behind the wheel, moaning at the agony.

I bit my lip, trying to concentrate. After several attempts, I managed to start the engine, and clamped my hands on the wheel in a death grip.

There were no other thoughts except Kavner. He was the only one I could trust.

Somehow, I managed to drive out of the port. My fingers gripped the wheel so hard that my knuckles were white. I groaned. Everything in my body was throbbing.

I didn’t wave at the guard as I drove through the security gate.

I made it out onto the road. Just drive. Drive to Kavner. There was no room for any other thoughts.

The drive to the Warehouse District felt like it took minutes and forever. I saw Ignis Tower ahead and swallowed a sob. Kavner.

I pulled to an untidy stop out front, my car at an angle. I staggered out of the vehicle and made it to the front door of the lobby.

“Oh, my God,” a woman cried. “Are you okay?”

Unsteadily, I walked inside. “I need Kavner. Please.”

“Miss?” A security guard in a uniform walked over, frowning.

“Kavner. I need him. Now.”

The guard took my arm. “We’ll get this sorted out.”

I bit my lip. “Please. I need him.”

24

KAVNER

Isat at the end of the conference table, my hands steepled as my CFO, Nathan, gave his presentation regarding a potential acquisition.

I’d already been over the financials. It was a good deal, and a good fit for my company.

The conference room door opened. Max, my head of security, stood there, his face serious.

I straightened and held up a hand to Nathan.

“Max?”

“I’m sorry to interrupt, sir.” My head of security walked closer and lowered his voice. “There’s a woman in the lobby. She’s asking for you. She’s covered in blood, and she’s clearly been beaten. I’ve already called for an ambulance.”

My insides went cold. “What’s her name?”

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