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Which meant they let her go on purpose.

“I couldn’t even catch up to them,” I said as I motioned to the phone in his hand, “hence, the recording.”

“What did the logo look like?” he asked, still staring into the kitchen.

Oh, that fucker had it bad.

It made me chuckle, which whipped his head in my direction. “The fuck’s so funny, Ghost?”

“You.”

He snarled as he stormed toward me. “Are you intentionally trying to piss me off?”

“Enough,” Cap said as he poked his head out of the kitchen. “Ranger, we need you in here. She isn’t settling and Doc’s trying to take blood.”

Ranger growled as he shoved my phone into his pocket. “I’ll get this back to you when I unload the footage.”

“Sure you don’t want me to describe the logo to you?”

He marched back into the kitchen. “Not if you’ve got it on camera. If it’s not clear from your footage, I’ll come find you.”

“Fair enough,” I muttered as I watched him disappear.

The whimpering and sniveling of that woman filled the air, and I couldn’t handle it.

“Excuse me,” Ariel said softly as she skirted past me.

“Move,” Amanda said as he rushed past my other side.

I chuckled as the two sisters quickly booked it into the kitchen. Wrecker wasn’t too far behind, looking a little more put together than he was a bit ago when he stumbled outside with his hand down his pants.

Probably got caught in the middle of trying to fuck that little piece of his.

I grinned and shook my head as I turned away from the kitchen.

“Ghost!” Ranger barked.

The woman yelped and I heard him shush her, apologizing softly. But it was Cap who stuck his head back around the corner.

“We need you in here,” he said.

I furrowed my brow. “Why?”

Cap shot me a look. “Get in here, Lieutenant.”

The nape of my neck bristled. “I am not your lieutenant.”

Cap stared at me for a while. “Bad day?”

I hated it when he did that. I stormed toward him. “No, now shut it.”

I rounded into the room and found the two girls we were protecting helping the woman try to uncurl from herself. Doc had himself poised with a needle, trying to take blood while the woman looked at him like he was Satan, incarnate.

“Please, I won’t be bad,” the trembling woman choked out. “I won’t do anything. I won’t touch anything. I swear.”

Doc shook his head. “It isn’t punishment. I have to check for infections. I have to check your vitamin levels. If you need medicine, I can?—”

I pulled my gun out and cocked it, pressing it right against Doc’s head. The entire room stilled, with Cap shooting me a look of death as the woman gasped and looked up at me.