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“Beefcakes?” I asked.

“And don’t you dare give them any excuses about your fish or the books you have to lug to Kansas.”

Sarah spun on her, jabbing a finger into her chest. “You agreed with me just a half hour ago!”

“Yeah, but that was before I found out how many hunky, burly men worked with Eli.” She turned and waggled her eyebrows at me. “I’m all ready to be saved.”

“Davis!” her father snapped. “Get a team down here and take care of this mess. I don’t want my daughter’s name linked to this in any way.” Then he turned to me. “From what I understand, you’re pretty well hidden at your current location. I expect weekly updates.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Nobody is giving updates on me!” Sarah stomped her foot.

“And try not to let her make too many new friends.”

“Judging by the ones she made on this trip, she won’t be speaking with anyone I don’t approve of.”

“You will not tell me what to do,” she said, marching over to me and pushing me back a step. “What if I choose not to go with you?”

“Well, you told him you were coming home with me,” I gestured at the corpse.

“Desperate times,” she said, narrowing her eyes at me.

“You were pretty calm, as you are in all life and death situations. This should be good for us,” I said, turning and walking toward the door.

“Hey! I never agreed to go with you!” She ran after me like I knew she would. But there would be no fooling her this time around. I turned and scooped her up, hauling her over my shoulder as she shrieked, beating her fists against my back.

“Let me down, you big brute!”

Her father grinned at me as I walked past him. “Good luck with that.”

“I’m gonna need it,” I laughed, narrowly avoiding her fist flying into my face. I grabbed her hand and held it down, preventing her from striking me again.

“And Eli,” her father called out. I turned back to him, ready for the speech I knew I would get. “If you hurt her, I will wrap your body in chicken wire, stuff cat food in your mouth, and sink your ass to the bottom of the river with cement blocks.”

I was surprised at that. “I was really expecting a death more fitting of Kennedy.”

He scoffed at that. “Like I’d ever give you that much attention.”

40

JACK

Beaumont Texas Federal Prison

“Cates!” the prison guard shouted. “You’re up.”

I rolled my head in his direction and narrowed my eyes at the guard who liked to make my life a living hell. If he only knew who he was fucking with, he’d never have laid a hand on me. As it was, the last time he tried, I beat him until his face was unrecognizable. That was three months ago. I did two months in solitary because of it, but it was worth it.

My reputation spiraled out of control after that. No one would mess with me, and because I was housed with Rico Gelbero, the man I was supposed to be protecting, it only worked in my favor. Because they feared me, they didn’t dare go near Rico.

I slowly stood from the bench where I’d been working out and glared at the men around me. They all quickly averted their eyes, not wanting to be the one to challenge me. I quickly learned exactly who the threats were in prison, and though I was well-trained, these men had desperation on their sides. Despite their fear, if one of them had the chance, they’d take me out just to ensure their position at the top.

The metal door opened, leading me into a room with multiple phones separated only by plexiglass. I hadn’t had a single visitor since I arrived, and this was my monthly phone call, aside from the times I was in solitary. I took the seat the guard motioned to, glaring at him before picking up the phone.

“Yeah.”

“How’s prison life?” Rafe asked.

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