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I turn into him and peer up at his face. His beautiful face, wiped clean of blood but covered in bruises and cuts.

“He was going to kill you.”

“Take a lot more than that motherfucker to knock me off.”

“The knife… the weapons… all…”

“Shh, let it go.”

The tears won’t stop falling faster and clouding my vision until I’m gasping for breath.

“We need a medic,” Ford yells, and a man in a Hayes Security jacket appears at our side.

“Ma’am, I need to check you out.”

“No.” I cling to Ford. “I’m fine. My fiancé needs medical attention.”

Ford’s lip curves at one side, splitting the skin where he was beaten. I wipe away the dribble of blood, cupping his jaw tenderly.

“Fuck, Hollywood, you got all the fun.”

I whirl my head to the side, where Talon is being assisted into the room by Major. The tears come again, seeing him in the light.

They didn’t only beat the shit out of him, they tortured him. Small burn marks cover his chest and shoulders. Like Ford, they have wiped his face clean, but the damage is visible.

Major helps him to us. He stares down at the man I shot, who is groaning.

In a flash, Talon’s boot comes down on his chest and the man shrieks in torture.

“I should have killed him,” I whisper to no one in particular.

Ford’s hold tightens, and Talon’s eyes come to mine. Respect and pride bore into me.

“Bad asses don’t cry, Hollywood.”

The tears keep streaming, but I can’t stop the grin that spreads across my lips.

35

FORD

I wake and immediately know the bed is empty. My eyes slowly crack open and the throbbing starts.

“Shit,” I grumble, swinging my feet to the floor.

Dizziness takes over and pain radiates from my skull to my toes. I sway as a wave of nausea hits.

The blinds are closed, but my internal alarm tells me it’s way past daylight.

“Want some help?”

Ace’s dark shadow steps closer.

“How long have I been out?”

“Few hours.”

“Why are you here?”

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