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“Thank you for doing this.”

“Of course, gorgeous,” he answers, reaching across the seat and grabbing my hand. I want to tell him that he doesn’t have to again but the closer we get to the police station, the more my nerves kick in and I’m thankful that he’s here with me.

I just hope he doesn’t come to regret it.

We park in front of the station and climb out of the truck before meeting on the sidewalk and he takes my hand, giving it a squeeze as we walk up the front steps. A young officer looks up from the front desk as we walk in.

“Can I help you?”

Lucas nods. “We need to speak to Detective Rodriguez.”

“Have a seat and I’ll let him know you’re here.”

He leads me over to the waiting area and I turn to him as he sits down next to me. “Who is Detective Rodriguez?”

“Someone the club works with. I called him earlier and he’ll take good care of you.”

“Okay,” I whisper, my heart pounding as memories of that night flick through my mind. Reaching over, I grab his hand and he slips his arm around my back.

“You okay?”

I nod. “Yeah. Just remembering that night a lot since the baby shower.”

“I’m so sorry, baby,” he says, kissing the side of my head and squeezing my hand. Just like the moment we first met, his touch sends a feeling of peace washing over me and I close my eyes to just soak it in.

“Smith,” a gruff voice calls. My eyes snap open and I turn to look at the man standing in a doorway off to the side of the front desk. Lucas stands up and pulls me with him as he flashes me a reassuring smile. We walk across the lobby and Lucas shakes the detective’s hand.

“Diego, this is my girl, Quinn. Quinn, this is Detective Diego Rodriguez.”

I smile and extend my hand. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“You, too,” he answers with a nod before gesturing for us to follow him. “Right this way.”

He leads us back to a large room filled with rows of desks and stops at the first desk in the first row, grabbing a file off the top.

“Let’s go talk in a private room.”

I nod and we follow him down a hallway lined with doors. He opens the last one on the left and holds it open for us as Lucas and I file into the small interview room. As Detective Rodriguez sits across from us and opens the file, I suck in a breath and Lucas squeezes my hand again.

“Okay, Miss Dawson, when Smith called, he told me there was an update to your case but why don’t you tell me what brings you in today?”

I nod. “The man who raped me… I know who he is now.”

“I see,” Rodriguez says, jotting down something on a notepad before glancing up at me. “And how did you find out who he is?”

I glance over at Lucas and he nods. “Lucas took me to a baby shower at the clubhouse and I saw him there.”

Rodriguez’s gaze flicks to Lucas before turning back to me.

“Who was it?”

I open my mouth to tell him but no words come out so I snap it shut again as I suck in a breath.

“It’s my brother, Diego,” Lucas tells him and both of the detective’s eyebrows shoot up toward his hairline.

“Come again.”

“Clay is the man who raped her.”