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52. Facts Straight

[VECTOR]

“Vector, stop!” Marcus follows me down the basement steps, his voice echoing off the walls of the narrow passageway. “Honestly, just stop the fuck, man!”

I do. I stop. But I’m barely calm. I can’t fucking think straight. Not with Lizzy gone and all my worst fears coming to life to haunt my reality. What was she thinking when she took off like that? Did she have any clue about the danger she might have thrust herself into?

And honest to god, the next time I find her—which I will—I am going to brief her on the perks of having a conversation. Yes, I’m the fucker saying that. But if that’s what it takes to make her stay and keep herself safe, I’ll force myself to do the one thing I probably despise the most.

I’ll fucking talk.

No, scratch that. I’ll fucking serenade her if that’s what she wants.

“I’m not going to kill him,” I grit out, scowling at the door in my sight. The door behind which that fucking Trevor is being watched by my men, probably keeping him warm and red.

“You sa
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