actly three step

ce, burning with a mixture of rage, relief, and agonizing pain. H

e locked her knees to stop them from shaking and stood up perf

rve of her cheeks was gone, replaced by sharp angles and

ng silence. His voice was

d. "I didn't realize

far as I'm concerned, you drowned at the

iver was a knife twisting in his gut. But the anger qui

rapping her against the edge of the workbench. The

ldren?" Damon growled, h

nto the wood. "They are not your children. They are Ma

spark that ignit

clamped around her jaw, just like he h

s warm breath hitting her face. "That boy'

eak his grip. As she thrashed, the heavy plastic goggles resting on her forehead sli

ed blood welled up

ched his hand back, as if her skin burned him. But he didn't step

e and fall rapidly. The claustrophobia of being trapped by him trigge

er voice trembling. "Or I will call the pol

ached into his suit jacket, pulled out his sleek black s

which cop in New York has the balls to

stared at the phone. She knew he was right

w the empty chairs. He saw her packed duffel bag. His g

her voice trembling with rage.

e handles procurement." His jaw tightened as understanding dawned. "Kara. She must have pushed this thro

itch black. He lo

thal whisper. "Tell me where Mael took them, or I swear to G

l snapped the last thr

Her fingers wrapped around the thick wood

d pointed the blade directly

instantly drew their firearms,

right hand, a silent command. The gua

nife, then up into Corrie'

e blade pierced the expensive fabric of his

and obsessive. "Push it in. Kill me ag

inst his chest. She looked at the madman standing in front

nic ringtone echoed from th

bit video game sou

too fast to track, his hand shot out and grabbed her wrist.

ed both her arms behind her back with one hand. With his free h

n flashed

smirk spread across his lips. His thumb sw