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She was right, and I should give a fuck, but her concern for this guy was grating on my already-exhausted nerves.Why did she care so much?Did she have feelings for him?Had I missed that?Had she fallen in love with this guy, and I didn’t know?
“I’ll make sure he is safe,” I bit out, wishing like hell my chest didn’t burn like a bitch.
“Thank you,” she replied.
“Do you want to call your dad?Will he be looking for you?”
She shook her head and sat back down in the recliner.“No.He hasn’t called me since …” She trailed off.
The bastard was punishing her because she hadn’t fought me on taking Sarah.She took my side, and he’d shut her out for Cleo’s sake.It hurt her, and, fuck, that pissed me off.She was his daughter.Didn’t he have a heart?He was her only parent.
“How long will we be in here?”she asked me, lifting her gaze from her hands to look at me.
I took a drink, then shook my head.“I don’t know.We have to find out who this is first.Then, he has to die.”
Oakley inhaled sharply.“They’ll kill him?”she whispered.
“Yes.Wewill.”
“That’s hard to imagine,” she said.“At least it was.Until today.I guess it should be easier for me to picture now that I’ve seen that side of you.”A small smile touched her lips, but her eyes still looked worried.“You were kinda frightening.”
“I thought you were dead.I got there in time, and I was determined to keep you alive.”
She tilted her head to the side, and her hair fell over her shoulder.“Just think … you almost got rid of me.”
I knew she was teasing and trying to lighten the mood, but she was way off.That shit wasn’t funny.
“I don’t want to get rid of you.”
She smirked.“Yeah, you do.You just don’t want Sarah to lose someone she loves.That’s why I’m alive.”
My empty hand fisted, and I set down the can on the bar with a hard thud.“No, Oakley, I don’t.Would it be fucking easier if I felt that way?Yeah.But I don’t.I can’t imagine a fucking world without you in it, and I don’t want to.”The words came out angry, and they said more than I wanted to admit, but she’d pushed me.
I hated that she thought I wished she were dead.That her life meant nothing to me.Especially when those blue eyes told me she still felt something for me.She had never been good at hiding it.
The door opened, and I tore my eyes off her and looked at Thatcher as he walked inside.I waited while he made his way inside the lit area of the safe house.When he got close enough, he held up his hand, and Oakley’s phone lay flat in his palm.
“I need you to make a call,” he said to her.
“Has it been stripped?”I asked him, not liking that he’d brought her phone in here.
He shifted his eyes to me.“Do I look fucking stupid?”
I deserved that, but, damn, today had me on edge.
Oakley stood up.“My phone,” she said, walking toward him.
“Yeah.”He nodded at me.“Do your thing.”
I left my beer on the bar and went to take her phone, then headed to the computer.We had to use the satellite to get any reception in here for it, and then I had to add the tracer to it.Make sure whoever she was about to call could be tracked.
“You gonna tell me why we are using Oakley?”I asked him.
I knew there had to be a reason, just like I knew I had to obey.This wasn’t a request.Oakley was somehow connected even if she didn’t know it.
“Yeah, she’s dating someone of interest.”
I froze, then turned to look at her.
