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I refused to let this man see me broken and sobbing. He didn’t deserve it.

“And you’re the big bitch who can’t handle rejection, right?” I retorted.

He raised his hand to slap me, but as it came down, Billy squealed again, excitement filling his voice.

“Sergeant, the rest of the army’s here!”

Dizziness washed over me, and my eyes closed at the terrifying revelation.

There’s more of them? What hellscape is this?

“What?!” The surprise in Richard’s voice popped my eyes back open, and hope flooded me as he whipped around to stare at the doors as loud sirens filled the air and a speaker yelled out.

“This is the FBI. Anyone inside, come out with your hands up if you are able. Any resistance will be met with deadly force.”

“You bitch!” Richard roared, but as he turned to lunge for me, Lincoln, Kai, and Paxton burst through the door, the loudspeaker cursing them out.

“STOP! YOU THREE! GET BACK OUT HERE!”

They tackled Crossman as I watched in shock, Billy gaping at them with those wide, unsophisticated eyes. He toyed with his hands, looking helplessly at me.

“You ain’t the army,” he grumbled, kicking the floor of the cabin as the FBI descended.

I began to sob as Richard was pulled to his feet, handcuffs slapped on his hands, and box cutters set my hands and feet free.

Billy, too, was led from the scene, but I was too busy being enveloped in hugs and kisses to notice as my men whisked me away to a waiting car.

“Are you hurt?” Kai demanded as the heat of the desert assaulted me.

“Where’s the paramedic?” Paxton yelled at the FBI agents. “Get your shit together!”

“Shh, shh!” I urged, putting my hand on his muscled arm. “I’m thirsty and hot. I’m not injured. Apparently, aliens don’t get hurt.”

“What?” They looked at me, but I waved my hand dismissively.

“It doesn’t matter. Can we just go home?” I begged. “I’ve had enough of Nevada.”

“I’m starting to think that maybe traveling isn’t for you,” Lincoln remarked dryly.

“As long as that animal stays away, I don’t think traveling is going to be a problem again.”

We watched as Richard, glowering furiously at us, was led into the back of the agent’s non-descript town cars. One of the agents saluted Paxton and Lincoln, but my lovers only rolled their eyes.

“Come on, babe,” Paxton urged. “Let’s get out of here.”

“Yes please,” I agreed.

CHAPTER30

Mylee

The only thing I remembered about the ride back to the plane was guzzling two bottles of water and the guys fussing over me incessantly.

Once we were on the private jet, Nichole, the flight attendant, tucked herself away and left us alone in the cabin.

“Come on,” Lincoln said, gently leading me into the sleeping quarters where the full bathroom sat. “We don’t have a change of clothes for you, but you can have a shower, and we’ll figure something out.”

Wobbly but grateful to strip off the stained, streaked pantsuit and reminder of my ordeal, I took to the glass shower and turned the water on as hot as I could stand it, washing away the desert grime.

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