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Tank and a few other guys dragged Rick out and locked him in the back of his truck, ignoring my protests.
I tried to get past Tank, but the bastard was a wall. His size, combined with the special forces training, turned him into a lethal machine. I’m not a small guy, but when Tank decides to hold someone down, he can tear me apart any day — even with the rage pumping through my veins.
I wanted to finish Rick right there, in the middle of the kitchen where he dared to lay his slimy hands on Audrey.
Who knows what would’ve happened if I hadn’t walked back inside when I did? If the urge to talk to her hadn’t been so strong that I stayed behind and ignored my work obligations just for a chance to see her a little longer.
But the way my dove was holding that kitchen knife… I could
