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The screen turned on, asking for a password.

It was one of the newer models with a finger sensor.

I stopped the men who were about to take Fiona’s body. I walked over to Fiona and grabbed her right hand.

It took a while, but I was able to unlock the laptop with her first finger.

I turned to Micah, who was watching this whole scene quietly. “You have a blade?”

The other man bent down and grabbed the blade strapped to his leg. He handed it to me, and I used it to cut off her finger. I wrapped it in a shirt I found on the floor.

Micah smiled.

We got out of there and let the men handle the mess.

We walked to where our bikes were parked about a block away, the laptop under my arm and the finger in my hand.

“You know, you’re reminding me more and more of your dad every day,” he said, hopping onto his bike.

I smiled, probably my first real smile all night. “Thank you.”

There wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t measure myself with the Dominic Madden yardstick.

He patted my chest and started his bike, the engine rumbling in the quiet night sky.

I stayed where I was for a beat before I tucked the laptop and finger into my bag and hopped on my own bike, driving out of there and getting back to my girl.

29

GEMMA

Three days had passedby since Kai rescued me. I told him everything Frank had told me, but I didn’t think I was much help, considering my mind was still fuzzy.

Kai had left the first night I got back, leaving Blue behind to watch me.

Blue held me tight in his arms and must have apologized a hundred times that night. No matter how many times I told him I wasn’t mad at him, it didn’t seem to assuage his guilt. He still looked remorseful when Kai returned, and he left.

The tension between them was so thick that even I noticed it, and it wasn’t hard to figure out why. Kai blamed Blue for what happened as well, and I didn’t know how to make them understand that what happened wasn’t his fault.

I supposed only time would fix that.

I didn’t know where Kai had gone, and a huge part of me didn’t really want to know.

I wasn’t under any illusion about the kind of man Kai was, but…

I didn’t care.

I didn’t want to know, not because I thought my perception of him might change. I didn’t want to know because it wouldn’t have mattered to me one way or another.

I was still in love with him, and I didn’t think he could say or do anything that would keep me from loving him or change my perception of him.

It was early in the morning.

The sun wasn’t up yet, and Kai was asleep soundly next to me.

I had been tired since we got back, going to bed earlier each night and waking up later in the day, but not today.

I covered my mouth with my hand as another bout of nausea hit me.

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