He wanted three miracles tonight. It was the prayer of a devil. How dare he even ask? But Beckett had no shame. The thought of Blake walking around with a trail of trained killers behind him stopped his heart.
Debra AnastasiaCole leaned in for a back-pounding and murmured in Beckett’s ear. “Blake and I need you alive too. Don’t forget that.
Debra AnastasiaSafe! All I wanted to do was keep them safe. How do you protect your brothers at eight-fucking-teen? How do you make enough money, get enough respect to do that? I wasn’t smart, Eve. I’m a big, dumb fucking bastard. I couldn’t even get a job as a bagger at the A
Debra AnastasiaThey hashed out a plan that was a little unlikely, very determined, and mostly crazy and headed for the warehouse.
Debra AnastasiaBeckett trained his eyes on Livia as if she were an extension of his brother.
Debra AnastasiaBeckett wanted only to get his brother on the motorcycle and out
of Dodge. He’d refused to discuss his own options, and Eve didn’t see a whole lot of opportunity for Beckett to get out alive—no matter how well she picked off the enemy. Beckett was ready to martyr himself for brotherhood and past mistakes.
Beckett turned to his brother. “Cole, take the bike and go to Kyle in the hospital. You need to be with her. Keep an eye on Livia too.
Debra AnastasiaEve paused to let her words sink into the soil of his fatherly impulses. “Blake’s not doing good—you know that. It’s more than possible he won’t make it. Being with the one you love at the end is almost as important as the beginning. It’s a mark in time, before and after. That tiny bit of time in the middle? You never stop thinking about that. She needs to be with Blake.
Debra AnastasiaI shot him in the knees. Both of them. But he should be still alive.”
All eyes turned in the direction of the villain.
Beckett’s flashed with anger.
“I’ll find out,” he said.
She needed to move quickly and get back to Beckett. She wanted to hold his big hand and make sure he didn’t kill anyone when Blake died.
If. If Blake dies, she admonished herself.
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