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“I’m calm.”

To Aron and the store customers, he muttered, “I apologize.”

Flanked by the two officers, they headed for the exit. His arms unrestrained, Logan massaged his sore muscles. Turning, he saw a grin cross Lance’s face. Officer Friendly his ass, that Lance was stronger than he looked.

With his eyes fixed forward, Bishop whispered, “When we find Ava, I’ll give you a call.”

Once outside, his neighborhood police force hung around till Logan unlocked the Lexus, climbed inside, and pulled away. What had he been thinking? His worst nightmare had come true. Ava had discovered he was a fraud and had left him. Using the touchscreen menu, Logan called up his phone directory. He’d saved these last calls until he visited everyone else.

Janna answered the phone on the first ring. Not only did she deny knowledge of Ava’s whereabouts, she threatened to give Notso first dibs on his dangling parts. She cut the line after issuing her threat.

He dialed Lina next.

Gideon picked up the phone. “You messed up,” was his only greeting.

“I know,” Logan breathed, hopeful that she was there.

“No, you don’t. If I were you, I wouldn’t call this home for like the next millennia. My woman is on the war path.”

Just then Lina’s voice cut through the air.

“Is that Logan Masters calling on my phone?”

Logan hissed.

“I told you,” Gideon warned.

Seconds later Logan heard the phone being fumbled around, then Lina’s voice, angry and filled with venom, came in loud and clear.

“How dare you call my house,” Lina snarled.

Dang, he thought he might have heard thunder roll in the background.

Logan shook off the venom in Lina’s voice. She was concerned for her friend. And he was concerned for his woman. What if the same person who attacked them all those weeks ago had gotten to Ava? She was vulnerable on her own.

“Where is she, Lina?”

“Where is she,” Lina screamed. “I hope she’s somewhere far away from you. How dare you make her feel unimportant. Who cares if you’re the world’s greatest surgeon and has a billionaire brother, huh? You and your first-world problems care more about your ego than my best friend’s heart.”

Damn it, Lina was right.

“Lina,” he called, hoping she would listen.

“Don’t you Lina, me. I ought to have Gideon rip your stupid little arm out of the socket and beat you to death with it.”

“It’s my hand.”

“Whatever,” she hissed.

“This thing with Ava is a misunderstanding. I’m sorry,” he rushed to say.

“Don’t I know it. Too bad Ava had to suffer for you to see it.”

“I’ll make it right.”

“Don’t call back until you do. If I see you at my door, me and BETAS are going to Justice League and End Game your self-important ass.”

The line went dead.