Page 66 of Ride Hard
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“Sloane, I need to check for brokenbones.”
“I just killed a man…” Itrembled.
“Iknow.”
I felt his gaze on me, but I couldn’t meet it. Killing was second nature to him—he pulled the trigger and had zero regrets after—but forme?
“I…”
Chaser stepped forward and wrapped his arms around me, embracing my body against his. He’d never comforted me.Never.
“You saved my life,” he whispered into my hair. “No one’s ever done that before. No one atall.”
