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A threat that chilled, but that assumed they would find Abaddon. Like fuck. Even if I had to flee to the most remote spot on Earth, I’d ensure this asshole never laid eyes or hands on my Little Fella.

The vehicles departed along with all the personnel and dogs on my premises.

Tension eased out of my body only to be replaced by the shakes. Holy fuck. I’d come literally seconds away from getting bundled off and never seen again.

Maddock pocketed his phone and strode for me. “You okay, babe?”

I wanted to lie but as I eyed the ruin of my home, I sniffled and said, “No.” I’d lost everything.

He put his arm around me, dragging me into his solid strength. “I’m sorry, Pip. I know that trailer held a lot of sentimental value.”

“And my bed,” I wailed. A dumb thing to cry about, and yet, anyone who had a mattress and pillow broken in just right understood.

“We’ll buy you a new one.”

“What’s the point? I have nowhere to put it. I have no home. No insurance. Nothing. What am I supposed to do?”

He didn’t hesitate to say, “You’ll stay with me.”

A reply that almost managed to make me happy. Only… “That will work temporarily for me, but what about Abaddon?”

“Princess will adjust.”

“I’m not talking about your cat but the fact he’ll be hard to smuggle inside, seeing as how your place will probably be surveilled. Plus, there’s the fact at the rate he’s growing, we’ll run out of room before too long.”

“What else can we do?”

I liked the use of we.

My brain whirred. “We need a place with space for Abaddon to grow but that also offers privacy from prying eyes, and security to counter any goons that try to return to finish what they began.”

“Sounds like you want a fortress. Might be kind of hard to find one on our budget.” A light joke and yet his statement triggered the answer.

I knew someone with a property that had tons of acreage, seclusion, and a paranoia about ‘the man’ that led to them having the latest in protective measures.

My boss, Leo. As to his obsession with strange and rare things? I could only hope my boss valued our friendship more than the idea of owning a dragon.

ChapterThirteen

Despite having a mental lightbulb,I didn’t immediately call my boss and ask for a place to stay. My first concern? How to get to Abaddon and check on him without anyone knowing. That asshole in a suit had made it clear they’d been watching my place with drones. The reminder led my gaze to the empty sky, dark already. Twilight fell early this time of year. Didn’t drones have blinking lights? Even if they didn’t, surely I’d hear the whir of the motor and propellers?

“What are you looking for?” Maddox asked.

“Spying eyes. The asshole who tried to arrest me admitted to using drones to watch my place.”

A low whistle blew past Maddox’s lips. “Shit. Guess we were right to be cautious.”

“Not cautious enough, apparently. Good thing you arrived before they carted me away,” I stated as I moved to my trailer, wondering if anything had survived.

“When you texted me you’d finished early, I closed up the shop, which is how I happened to be following a pair of cars into your place. Soon as I saw the clusterfuck of vehicles, I got my camera recording.”

“I can’t believe you live streamed that.”

“Actually, I lied about that,” he admitted with a sheepish smile. “I was videotaping but only to have evidence in case we needed it. But I figured the dude might panic if he thought people were watching.”

“It was genius,” I replied. “Especially when you mentioned a lawyer commented.”

“I’m just glad it worked. Who were those guys? The asshole seemed pretty keen on not giving us his name.”

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