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“You scared the crap out of me,” she breathed, relaxing.

“You didn’t have any doubts about me coming back, did you?” He cut the truck on and glanced back at her.

She shook her head and crawled into the front seat.

She fell back into her chair as he pulled off. Driving the truck through the hollow building, Dallas had yet to put the headlights on, leaving them in complete darkness.

“Did you find them?” she asked, placing her gun back in his glove box.

They exited the building and drove to the mouth of the alley. Dallas turned, and they headed toward the main road. He flicked on the headlights and made a right turn onto the street. There were still not many cars out at this time of morning.

“You didn’t kill them, did you?” she asked.

His head jerked toward her. “No.”

Candi swallowed hard and leaned back against the seat. She sensed an intense anger pour from Dallas.

“I am an officer of the law. I can’t just go around killing people.” He shook his head, reaching for his phone.

Why would she even ask that?

She cringed and rotated away to watch the scenery fly past.

She blamed watching too many cop shows.

“Tanner,” Dallas said into the phone. “I got a gift for you that needs to be picked up.” He paused. “Stop your whining.” He gave the address of where they’d just left.

Her ears perked up when he got to the part about the men being left unconscious and tied up.

He disconnected the call, leaving them to ride in silence. She was unsure of what to say so glanced over at Dallas. His hands gripped the steering wheel tight.

Candi remained in her seat and shook her head.

She had to do the right thing.

She had to leave Dallas before this mess with Lamont blew up in their faces.

Her heart wouldn’t be able to handle if something happened to Dallas.

They continued the ride in strained silence. She took in the beautiful palette of the sky. Dark purple and blue hues were painted across it as if it were a talented artist’s canvas.

If only my life could be as peaceful as that,she thought.

Dallas pulled the vehicle into the driveway of a single-level home. It was located in a nice neighborhood on the outskirts of Vegas.

Parking in front of the garage, he shut the engine off and stepped out. Candi, tired, just wanted to sleep. Later, she would begin making plans for what she could do.

For now, she just wanted to lie down and close her eyes.

Her adrenaline was wearing off.

She was not built for danger, car chases, and hiding out in abandoned buildings.

Dallas opened the door for her and assisted her out of the truck. She stood still, taking a look around at the peaceful street.

It had a cute, homey, picturesque feel to it. This was a neighborhood one would want to raise a family in.

Candi wrapped her arms around herself, a chill sliding down her spine.

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