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“Don’t,” Mark rasps, squeezing my arm—hard. “Don’t you dare go with him.”
I ignore him, refusing to look away from Logan.
He takes two lazy steps toward me, then crouches down, though he’s sure to still tower over me.
“You’ll finish the software and get me that list,” he states. “No fighting. No arguing. Not so much as a snarky comment, or I put another bullet in Lover Boy. You’ll do what you’re told when you’re told to do it. Understand?”
“Yes,” I say without a moment’s hesitation.
The conditions don’t matter.
My life was over the second Logan found me.
He stands, lifting a hand to his ear. “Come get him out of here.”
Seconds later, three soldiers I don’t recognize burst into my apartment.
Logan pulls me to my feet, making room for them to tend to Mark, who’s blinking so slowly that I don’t think he’ll be conscious much longer.
Logan keeps one hand wrapped around my arm as he talks to his soldiers.
“Get him stable, then dump him at a hospital. The plane leaves in two hours. Ryan, you’re staying here until further notice to keep an eye on him.”
I whip my head around to look at him. “That wasn’t the deal. Logan, you can’t—”
“Arguing already? At this rate, he won’t make it out the door.”
I open my mouth, but no words come out.
I have nothing.
No power. No leverage.
And now, no voice.
“Go get cleaned up and pack,” he orders, releasing his hold on me.
I shuffle away from Logan, stealing one last glance at him.
Thisis the man I loved? This callous, cruel monster?
There was a time that I longed to be held by him. I found comfort in his embrace. I pictured a future with him—a future that I didn’t realize I still crave.
Until now.
I memorize this version of Logan—therealLogan.
I was blind to miss it before, but I will never make that mistake again.
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Logan
Kasey doesn’t say a single word to me.
I shouldn’t be surprised. I’ve gagged her with Lover Boy’s life, after all.
Still, it’s odd seeing her so… compliant.
