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“Yeah.”

“Good,” Caleb answered. “Gentlemen.”

The agent’s gaze never moved from me. The heat stayed with me as I followed Colt and Caleb back out of the house and headed for the car. Bremmer would give us names, that was for certain. How long he stayed alive to do that was a whole other flip of the coin.

Until then we would hunt.

And we would kill.

Destroying The Order one sick motherfucker at a time.

“You good, Priest?” Caleb asked as we climbed in.

“Yeah,” I answered. “I think I am.”

Now…we hunt.

FORTY-TWO

Ryth

Sunlight washed across my face as I stepped out of the Mustang. Nick closed the door, then rounded the front, holding out his hand. “You ready for this, Princess?”

Ready? No, not really.

But it still needed to be done. I gave a nod and lifted the bunch of flowers in my hand. Yellow sunflowers and red roses with faint sprays of baby breath. It was a cheerful array, conveying a feeling I wasn’t in tune with.

“I’m right here.” His big hand clenched around mine, giving me all the strength I needed.

He took the first step and I followed. My heels sank in the soft grass, forcing me up to my toes as we crossed the front of the grounds. A fresh clump of dirt squashed under my step and the heady smell of the earth filled my nose. The sunlight wasn’t warm anymore, it wasn’t beautiful or calming. It was harsh and hollow and cruel.

Yes. That’s what it was…cruel.

I glanced at the rows of tombstones, then the fresh dirt spread out on top.

“Row two fifteen, it’s this one here.”

I forced a smile and gave a nod. But inside I was pulling away, retreating into the memory of Alias this morning. He was smiling now, kicking his little legs in the warm bath, watching everything around him. A pure joy to be around. My heart gave a flutter when I thought about him, which was exactly what I needed.

“There he is.”

I lifted my gaze and sunlight caught my eye, blinding me for a second before it passed and I stepped closer. Fresh earth and a clean headstone.

Weyland King…

My father.

I stopped at the base of the grave. My heart boomed, emotions a whirlwind inside me.

Please, Ryth. Please take it.

For a split second, I was back there in that room, in the seconds before the crack of the gunshot sounded. My hand clenched around the base of the flowers, just like it had around the USB he’d given me. A USB that was worth dying for. One I’d given to the best person to not only investigate, but keep its secrets safe. Only my father was already dying at that time, wasn’t he? I just didn’t know it yet.

He was dying, and instead of spending his last few months with us, he’d chosen to spend them with Haelstrom Hale.

“You okay, Princess?”

I gave a nod, my emotions conflicted. “Is it strange to love him and hate him all at the same time?”

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