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As soon as I’m close enough, Mason grabs me without a second glance and places me behind him. I soak in his scent, tears pooling in my eyes. Leather, smoke, and spice. I never thought I’d see him again.
This isn’t how this is supposed to work. I’m supposed to be saving him. Not the other way around.
But fuck if it isn’t great to see him.
“Mason,” Mom chimes, still on her knees. “You’re not going to leave me here, are you?”
“You know, Laura. Some people just shouldn’t be parents.”
“You fucking asshole!” she screams and Mason’s jaw ticks, but he doesn’t say a word. Instead, his hand at his back releases mine and he grabs the pistol there.
And before any of us can blink an eye, he raises it and fires two shots.
One for Melissa. One for Parker.
Mom screams as blood coats the side of her face, the cartel erupts in shouts and gunfire and the FBI swarms the room before any of them can even think about moving.
And there in the middle of all the chaos stands Logan Prince, pointing the barrel of his gun down into Marcus Parker’s open, glassy eyes.
And then he shoots him again, just for good measure.
“Governor Gaines,” an FBI agent says, stepping up to lift my mother off the ground, who’s still shaking and covered in the blood of her daughter. “You are under arrest for your involvement in human trafficking, drug trafficking, as well as first-degree murder.”
Mom’s eyes go wide.
“I didn’t kill anyone!” she shouts. “It was them, I didn’t do it!”
Logan snickers, the sound dark and caustic. “Not for the women you had murdered. That’s for a different charge. This one . . . is for your husband.”
Mom’s face goes beat red and she starts screaming profanities as they haul her toward the exit.
“I’m the goddamned governor of this state! You can’t arrest me . . .”
Her voice trails off as they haul her to wherever she’s going, but I imagine, she’ll probably scream at them until her voice goes hoarse.
And finally, Mason turns to look at me.
—and everything in me crumples.
“It’s over now.”
He nods once. “I know.”
I suck in a breath, though it feels like it stops in my windpipe.
“I’m in love with you, you know?”
His gaze burns with an intensity that nearly knocks me on my ass.
“I know.”
“Hold me?”
“Get the fuck over here.”
He grabs me around the waist and hoists me up into his arms, crushing me against his chest. I wrap my legs around him and he doesn’t let go, falling to the ground on his knees.
“Fuck,” he groans softly, burying his head in my neck and inhaling deeply. I’m sure I stink, but he doesn’t seem to care. “I thought I fucking lost you.”
