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“What the fuck were you thinking?” she screamed, not at Jodie or Reyna…but Gabe.

“Hey, Megs. Good to see you. How you doin’?” Gabe said.

“Oh my God, Gabriel,” she shrieked, running a hand down her face. “I’ve been pissed at you before. Compared to all the shit that you’ve put me through, that isnothingcompared to this. This is the most irresponsible and reckless bullshit thing you have ever done in your worthless life.”

“Are you done, love?” he purred with a smirk.

“I am not done with you.”

“When are you ever?”

“Sydney is going to kill you for this. Literally blow your brains out.”

Gabe waved his hand nonchalantly and hoisted Jodie in his arms. “This one needs medical attention. Know any nurses around here?”

“What’s wrong with her?”

“Got dosed with vamp saliva, and she’s kind of drunk.”

Meghan grumbled angrily under her breath. “Let’s take her to the medical wing. Tell me exactly what happened.”

They entered the stairwell and instead of trekking back down five flights of stairs, Meghan pressed a nearly invisible button for an elevator that dinged open on command.

“Well, that would have been nice to know about earlier,” Reyna said.

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten you,” Meghan hissed.

Reyna leaned against the elevator wall and kept her mouth shut. It was definitely better when Gabe was the one taking the heat.

“Well?” Meghan asked.

“I had business tonight. I brought them along. Thought we’d be there and back before anyone even noticed,” Gabe told her.

“You were so far from right.”

“I’m getting that from your visceral anger. But you know it’s kind of hot.”

“Don’t start with me.”

The elevator stopped. Reyna looked out to see the same type of plain corridor as the one outside her room, empty and dimly lit with crappy carpet.

“You and Reyna go to Sydney. She’s waiting for you. I’ll take Jodie the rest of the way to medical,” she said in a huff. Gabe had the good sense not to argue with her. He put Jodie on her feet, and Meghan wrapped an arm around her shoulders to keep her steady.

“Is she going to be okay?”

“She’ll be fine,” Meghan assured her. “And Gabe…”

He turned to face her as he and Reyna exited the elevator. “Yeah, love?”

“Come see me after.” Her voice was menacing.

He shot her a two-finger salute as the elevator doors closed.

“This is going to be bad, isn’t it?” Reyna asked.

“Not going to be good.” He held out his hand and stopped them in front of a closed door. “You ready?”

“As I’ll ever be.”