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“No, Son.”

“You have to let me go. She’s not ready,” he said, trying to strongarm his way past Greyson.

Only, Dimitri and Heath appeared.

“She is ready, Jax. This is her fight. She needs this to heal.”

He was panicking.

“She’s scared,” he said.

Greyson grabbed him by the shirt, made him stare into his eyes, and was honest.

“No, you’re scared. You have to let her do this so she can heal. She’ll never be ready to marry you or be yours if you don’t let her cut the ties to him.”

Ajax still had to try to help her.

Greyson knew he’d never stay put.

So, he did the deed.

“Heath, I want you to keep him in this room. He’s not to leave, and he’s not to get the address.”

Heath rolled his neck, and there was a popping sound when he did it.

Jax was horrified.

“What?” Jax asked. “You’re holding me hostage while my girl…”

Greyson laid down the law.

“She’s not a girl. She’s an assassin, Jax. She’s Number One. We haven’t seen everything she has to offer. We let her do her job and we trust her. She’s the only way this gets done. We’ve been doing battle against this mess for a while, and this is the end.”

“What if it’s the end of her.”

Greyson stared into his eyes.

“Then may God have mercy on my soul for letting her go,” he said.

And then, with that. Heath shoved him onto the settee that was in there, and sat on top of him.

Greyson closed the door, and the two men headed back into the main living area leaving Heath to babysit.

“Does she have this?” Dimitri asked in Russian.

Greyson sighed.

“I don’t know. That’s going to depend on her and how badly she wants to be free.”

Well, that was ominous.

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The Address

Thirty Minutes Later

Oh, she knew why he picked this place.

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