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  1. “I’VE NEVER LIED TO YOU, DANA.”
  2. Also by
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright Page
  5. Dedication
  6. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  7. Chapter One
  8. Chapter Two
  9. Chapter Three
  10. Chapter Four
  11. Chapter Five
  12. Chapter Six
  13. Chapter Seven
  14. Chapter Eight
  15. Chapter Nine
  16. Chapter Ten
  17. Chapter Eleven
  18. Chapter Twelve
  19. Chapter Thirteen
  20. Chapter Fourteen
  21. Chapter Fifteen
  22. Chapter Sixteen
  23. Chapter Seventeen
  24. Chapter Eighteen
  25. Chapter Nineteen
  26. Chapter Twenty
  27. Chapter Twenty-One
  28. Chapter Twenty-Two
  29. Chapter Twenty-Three
  30. Chapter Twenty-Four
  31. Chapter Twenty-Five
  32. Chapter Twenty-Six
  33. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  34. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  35. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  36. Chapter Thirty
  37. Chapter Thirty-One
  38. Chapter Thirty-Two
  39. Chapter Thirty-Three
  40. Chapter Thirty-Four
  41. Chapter Thirty-Five
  42. Chapter Thirty-Six
  43. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  44. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  45. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  46. Chapter Forty
  47. Chapter Forty-One
  48. Chapter Forty-Two
  49. Chapter Forty-Three
  50. Chapter Forty-Four
  51. Epilogue
  52. Teaser chapter

Wolfe turned away, but the blast hit him, blowing him into the kitchen, where he smashed the table into bits. His ears rang. He coughed out dust and chalk, rolling over to spit out blood. “Dana?” he gasped.

She was on her knees with the dog’s head in her lap, protected from the blast. Tears slid in dirty rivulets down her face while debris fell on her. “We have to get you to a hospital.”

Force came through the front window first, followed by the rest of the team, all with guns out.

Wolfe reached for a damaged kitchen chair and forced himself to his unsteady feet. He wavered and then stood. “I’m fine. Roscoe needs help.”

Force dropped into a slide, reached the dog, and picked him up, running toward the broken window again. Malcolm followed him, while Raider reached Dana and helped her up.

“Gary?” she croaked.

“Dead,” Raider affirmed. “Very.” He looked over at Wolfe. “You need help walking?”

Wolfe shook his head, and it almost exploded faster than the window had. He wrapped a towel around his hand.

“You need a doctor,” Raider said, shoving a shoulder beneath his arm while also keeping hold of Dana. “Let’s get you to the hospital.”

“No,” Wolfe said, allowing Raider to help him to the front window. “If Dana’s okay, I want to go to the vet’s or wherever they took Roscoe.”

“Me, too,” Dana said, grabbing Wolfe’s hand. “If you’re sure.”

“I’m sure.” Wolfe winced and limped toward the sill. Roscoe hadn’t looked good.

Chapter Forty-Four

Chapter Forty-Four

Dana accepted the bottle of water from Pippa, and seated herself on the wide padded bench next to Wolfe at the Cottage Grove emergency veterinarian hospital. The Deep Ops team took up the entire small waiting room with Raider and Brigid in seats by the fish tank, Mal, Pippa, and Nari near the door, Serena and Millie on a couch by the wall. Angus paced back and forth at the reception desk, his face hard and unreachable. Kat was under Mal’s chair, watching everything with wide eyes.

Wolfe’s head was back against the wall, his legs were extended and crossed at the ankles, and his eyes were closed. Fresh bruises from his fight with Gary mingled with older bruises along his neck and face. He’d bandaged his hand.

“It has been two hours,” Dana whispered, reaching out to rub his forearm. “Shouldn’t they be done?”

His eyelids opened.

Something wet, very wet, covered her palm. She lifted her hand to see red. Bright red. “What in the world?”

Raider immediately approached and pulled up the black sleeves of Wolfe’s military gear. Bloody gashes covered Wolfe’s forearms.

Dana gasped. The black material had covered the cuts. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I was worried about Roscoe. These aren’t deep,” he rumbled, seeming unconcerned.