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“Get the fuck out there and find him. Do whatever it takes.”

I open my mouth to scream again but a fist slams into the side of my head and the world spins towards darkness as pain shoots through me.

I gasp and choke, fighting to hold on, but I can’t.

My cheeks hits the floor, and my eyes are too heavy to keep open.

Their angry voices fade away and coldness covers me like a thick blanket.

I sink into oblivion.

Hoping, wishing and believing that Red will find me.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

Rufino

I’m loading the last canister of gasoline into my trunk when my phone rings in my back pocket.

I haul it out and stare at it with amusement.

Luca.

I chuckle.

I wonder if he’s figured out yet that it’s me. He would be foolish to think it was someone else.

I made myself clear the last time we spoke.

The grin on my face is wide and tainted with hate when I answer his call.

“Luca.” I say coldly.

The silence confuses me. Scrunching my eyes narrow I listen closer.

Why isn’t he speaking?

I hold my breath, waiting.

My heart stops when she speaks.

“It’s Verity.”

Her voice is life itself.

My body collapses inward when I hear her and I have to lean against the side of the car to steady myself.

She’s speaking softly, as though she’s far away. But it’s her, and that’s all that matters.

Blood pulses thick in my veins and I am dizzy with relief.

“Vixen. Are you ok? I’ve been searching for you. Every moment of every day. I haven’t stopped looking.” I stammer, wanting to make sure she knows that I never gave up and never would have.

My heart is running a million miles an hour. Her father must have surrendered and set her free.My plan worked.

“You can stop looking, Rufino.” She sighs, sounding annoyed, or angry. I can’t tell which. She doesn’t sound like herself though. Not the girl I know. That beautiful angel who lay in my arms.

“What?” It makes little sense. “Why would I stop looking?”

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