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Grimly, he pulls it free from the blade, careful not to touch the hand. Unfolding it, he reads aloud, his voice low and tight with anger. “Happy anniversary, little girl. He will never touch you again.”
An icy shiver runs down my spine, pooling dread in my stomach.
Who?
I meet Monty’s eyes. “Who touched me?”
“A dozen different people at the hospital tonight.”
“Rhett.” I grab my phone from his grip. “I have to call him.”
“And Doyle.” Standing, he removes his device and turns to the waiting guard. “Is the yacht secure?”
“Yes.” Carl steps forward. “You should wait there.”
As Monty wraps an arm around me, guiding me back on board, the threat feels more real than ever, pressing in from all sides.
In the main cabin, I start to dial Rhett when a text comes in.
Unknown number: How will your date end? If you go to bed with the wolf, will the bear and the lion fuck the siren?
Every muscle in my body coils, ready to spring or flee. But I’m paralyzed.
I glance at Monty, but he’s already looking at me, his eyes sharpening, seeing it all on my face.
He plucks the phone from my trembling hands.
Fleeting shadows dart across his expression as he reads before his features settle into a chilling, impenetrable calm.
When he types a reply, it bounces back with a No longer in service response.
Clutching my hand, he leads me to the cabinet where he stores the satellite phone.
“Talk to the guys.” He presses numbers into the receiver and hands it to me. “I’ll call Rhett and Doyle.”
As the call connects, he steps a few feet away with his phone to his ear.
“Monty?” Leo answers on the first ring.
My knees buckle, and I slide down the cabinet to the floor. “It’s me. Is Kody with you?”
“He’s right here, love. What happened?”
“We received another delivery.”
I tell them about the knife, the hand, the note, and text message. Then I have to explain why I was off the island, the dinner, the visit to the hospital, and the significance of the date. They didn’t know today was the day Denver took me.
But Doyle knew.
By the time I finish answering their questions about my final therapy session with Doyle, Monty returns and sits on the floor beside me.
“Rhett is still at the hospital.” A muscle in his jaw bounces. “Doyle isn’t answering.”
My chest collapses.
“Why the fuck did you leave the island?” Kody growls through the phone loud enough that Monty hears him.
He takes the receiver from me. “Calm your ass down.”
