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Alaric frowned. “Why isn’t he with you now? Protecting you from this killer?”

“He trained me to protect myself so he could help capture Mr. X.”

Alaric’s frown deepened.

“Trained you how?” Daxton asked.

“To fight. To shoot.” I met Colt’s eyes. “To disappear.”

“I can’t imagine a little thing like you doing much damage in a fight,” Micah said. “He should have stayed with you.”

“She may be tiny,” Colt told his cousin, “but I’ve seen her ground Keelan.”

Micah’s brows rose.

I had caught Keelan off guard that day he had snuck up on me. There was no way I could truly beat Keelan if we really sparred.

“I noticed when we were in the shop that the window on the driver’s side was shattered,” Daxton said. “I can put a new one in pretty quickly, if you’d like.”

I looked to Colt. “Where we’re headed is going to be cold.”

Taking that as a yes, Daxton stood and walked out of the office.

Silence filled the room again, until Alaric asked another question. “Is that a GPS tracker around your ankle?”

Colt failed to hide the irritation on his face, but kept quiet.

I looked down at my ankle. For Ethan’s party I’d had it around my wrist. I’d been worried how it would look with my heels. Appearances had stopped being important when I’d been driving to Desert Stone Fitness to rescue Colt. I had moved my tracker where it belonged around my ankle. It fit properly there and was less likely to fall off. “Yes. It’s so my uncle can find me if he needs to.” That was, if he was still alive.

Before my thoughts could even decide to spiral, Micah spoke. “Where is the safe house you’re headed to?”

I met his eyes. “I’m sorry, but I won’t tell you that.”

He frowned. “You won’t tell me where you’re taking my family.”

“Yes, they are your family, and your desire to know is understandable, but they’re my family, too,” I said with an even and firm voice. “I’m not saying my claim is better than yours. I am not telling you because the fewer people who know, the safer I can keep them.”

“I wouldn’t say anything to anyone,” Micah pushed.

I didn’t back down. “No.”

Micah looked to his cousin.

Colt gave him a sad smile. “She said no.”

Micah actually seemed surprised that Colt wouldn’t tell him. Not that Colt could; he only knew that it was in Colorado.

“Don’t take it personally, Micah,” Alaric said as he finished tying one last stitch. “Respect the fact that she’s doing everything she can to keep your cousins safe, even if it means upsetting you.”

I was a little surprised he’d spoken up for me.

Micah scowled at the floor and reluctantly nodded. “Fine.”

When Alaric finished, he wrapped my wound in gauze. The four of us went into the garage after that to see how Daxton was doing with replacing the Jeep’s window. He informed us that it wouldn’t be much longer, and we all hung out with him while he finished up.

Before we said our goodbyes, Micah pulled Colt aside. They spoke for a minute, and I saw Micah hand Colt a wad of cash. Colt put it in his pocket and the two of them hugged tightly. “Be safe,” I thought I heard Micah say to him as they pulled apart from each other.

After that, Colt and I thanked Micah and his friends for their help. Then we climbed back into Keelan’s Jeep and drove away.

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