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“I need some paper. I need to leave a note for someone. Can you get it to him?”

Reaper suspected who it would be.

Recluse nodded and pulled some paper and a pencil form his little notebook.

She took it, and with blood dripping from her wounds that Alexsandr had given her in the fight, she wrote a note.

Then, she folded it, and handed it to Reaper.

“Give this to Jax, and tell my father I’m okay,” she said, getting to her feet.

She was wobbly.

“Oh, and tell Maura and Jagger I’m sorry for stealing their bike,” she added.

“Where are you going?” Lewis asked, worried about her.

Elizabeth had told them to protect her, and make sure she was safe.

It took her a second.

“I need to get away,” she whispered. “I need to find myself after this. Please let me go. I will be okay. I just want to go home and have some quiet. I can’t face anyone yet.”

The four men weren’t sure if they should, but they understood her pain.

Granted, if need be, they could always find her again. That was kind of their thing.

“Will you be okay?” Wolf asked.

She laughed.

“I don’t know. I was born to have no chance, I was killed by that man, and now, I have to find the new me. All I know is I’m an assassin. Am I any better than him?” she asked, spitting on the dead man.

None of them could answer that.

It was a question they each had to ask themselves, and it was the hardest one to face down.

Before anyone could say anything, in the distance, they heard sirens.

“ShotSpotter,” Reaper said, knowing they were about to have company. “Go. We’ll handle the situation. Someone’s going to be found.”

She was grateful.

“Alyona.”

She looked over.

“You did good. Now go find you,” Reaper suggested, as his team took care of Alexsandr for Elizabeth. “And if you ever need us,” he said, handing her a card. “We’ll come. Free of charge.”

She smiled.

“Along came a spider…,” she said.

“And they sat down beside her,” Recluse finished.

She touched her fingers to her forehead, saluting the Marines, and then, she head out.

Outside, on the motorcycle, she pulled on the jacket and helmet.

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