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The fight in me disappears.

And everything goes black.

CHAPTER 34

DEVLIN

Jolting awake, I find the space beside me empty. Instant alarm wakes me up completely when I don’t see or hear her in the shower.

“Eriu?” I rush out of the room, thinking she’s probably in the kitchen getting something to eat.

But the place is empty, and she’s nowhere to be found.

The rain falls from the sky, pummeling the ground below, and I start to wonder if she’s out there. But what reason would she have to go out?

I grab my phone, intending to text her, when I find a note she wrote lying beside it.

Just went to the store on 75th to get some stuff for us. And I can already see you worrying. Don’t. I love you. I’ll be back in thirty.

With a growl, I text her.

Devlin

I’m coming to pick you up. Stay at the store.

Luckily, Patrick had my car sent over after the wedding. He just didn’t want me driving on our wedding day.

I slip into my shoes and rush out and into the elevator. When I make it down, I ask the doorman if he’s seen her. He confirms she left an hour ago.

Something stirs in my gut. That’s too long. She should’ve been back by now.

Getting in my car, I press a few keys on my cell and try locating her phone. But nothing comes up. Breaths burst in and out from my constricted chest.

Something happened to her.

Something bad.

“Feck!” I start the car and speed down toward the store I know she went to, calling Iseult as I do.

“Hey, what’s up? Everything okay?”

“Listen. I’m afraid something happened to Eriu.”

“What?” Alarm lines her voice. “What do you mean?”

“She left me a note an hour ago saying she was heading for the grocery store, but the GPS on her cell has been tampered with.”

“God damn it! We’re on our way to you.” She takes a long, ominous pause. “Do you think… Do you think they got to her?”

My hand clamps around the steering wheel. I don’t want to admit it to myself, but what else would it be?

“Aye.”

“I won’t lose my sister. You hear me, Devlin?! I won’t lose her.”

“Can’t lose her either.” My adrenaline spikes.

“Then we figure out how to find her. Call the Russians. I don’t care! Find her!”

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