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“Will you please slow down? I’d like to get there alive,” Sebastian said.

She shot him a glare but lifted her foot from the pedal. “You must drive slow like Alex.”

“I do not. You know how I drive. It’s not like this, though.”

She heaved a sigh as she tightened her sweaty palms around the wheel, eyeing the tall church steeple in the distance. “Well, we don’t have a lot of time here.”

Sebastian checked his watch, a furrow forming on his brow. “We’ll make it.”

“How do you know? We have no idea where they are at in the ceremony.”

“With any luck, you have lots of people who’d like to get up and talk about how great you were.”

She shot him another look. “I doubt it. I didn’t have many friends.”

“No, get out, Ava,” he said playfully.

“Wow, you are strangelymoreannoying without the whole Raven getup than you were with it.”

He shrugged, his features amused. “Youhadto know who I was.”

“A fact I’m regretting at this very moment.”

Sebastian leaned forward with a wince and tugged open the glove box, removing a weapon from inside.

Ava’s heart skipped a beat. “What’s that for?”

“What do you think?”

“With you, I never know,” she said with a shake of her head.

Sebastian shook his head. “We are about to make sure Chris doesn’t get taken out by an assassin. I’d like to be prepared.”

“I thought maybe he wouldn’t strike unless Chris actually started to say something.”

“We probably should try to prevent that,” Sebastian answered as she took another bend dangerously fast. “But that won’t save him.”

Ava slid her eyes closed for a second before she dug her burner phone from her pocket and toggled it on.

Sebastian snatched it from her hands. “Give me that.”

“I’m trying to save a life.”

“Yeah, and kill us. No texting and driving, Ava. It’s worse than driving drunk.”

She waved a dismissive hand in the air. “Thanks for the PSA,Dad.”

“You’ll thank me for this when we’re not in a fiery wreck.” He tapped on her screen to send a message to Alex. “There. Let’s hope we can just slip into the back, grab your him, and get out of there.”

“Well, I’d be prepared for something way worse than that. Since I’ve stepped foot in the Hamptons, nothing has ever been that easy.”

The church came into view in the distance, and Ava pressed the pedal to the floor as she raced toward it, whipping into the parking lot. She eyed the limousine out front with the hearse in front of it as she killed the engine and slipped off her seat belt.

“It’s kind of weird to think they’re putting an empty coffin into that because I’m not really dead.”

“Stay here,” Sebastian said as he slid out of the passenger seat with a groan.

“No way,” she answered, climbing from the car. “I’m going too.”