Chapter 50


    The ache in him grew with every sob that shook her body and rocked his. Dez sat up on his elbow,


    gently took hold of her chin, and turned her head so that she could see him. Her tears glittered in the


    re from the open window.


    "No," he urged her to understand with his eyes and the conviction in his voice, "That animal who took


    Troy is to me. Not you." He brushed his thumb over her lips. "Not you, now close your eyes."


    He waited for several seconds before Spring nodded, then closed her eyes. Before closing his own,


    Dez knew he would do everything in his power to protect and give his woman happiness again.


    "I''m never letting you go again," he whispered in her ear.


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    "Promise," she whispered back as she nestled into him.


    Dez sighed with relief as he said, "I promise."


    (I''ll promise Forever when you''re ready.)


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    SUMMER


    A monthter


    The heat from the bright lights above Summer made her quarter sleeve shirt feel constricting. She


    rubbed her hands over her thighs then reached for the water she''d been given. As she sipped the


    water, she focused on the desk she sat in front of. It was littered with papers, pens, and other office


    supplies.


    She felt a slight impulse to straighten the massive mess but kept her hands to herself.


    The first time she walked through this precinct''s doors was the night she thought her carefully


    constructed world had toppled. It was the day she could have lost Spring. Summer still kicked herself


    for thinking Fallon could have been the Candy Killer.


    He was an ass but not a killer. Hell, tagging him an ass was even wrong at this point. Not only did


    Fallon not get offended when she used him of being the killer when she saw those candies in his


    car, he drove her around town to look for her clutch that fateful day. Her ID, credit cards, and cell phone


    were inside the bag.


    "Thank you foring in today, Miss Lafayette." The voice was deep,manding. "How have you


    been?" The man walked into the office and sat down behind his desk and shifted some of the papers


    around.


    "Fine." Summer''s answer came out slow and questioning.


    "I''m Detective Burgess. I know that you''re confused about why I asked you toe in today."


    "Yes." She moved forward and ced her water on the edge of his desk then leaned back and crossed


    her legs. Her nerves started to settle. (You''re not a weak bunny.) "Being as your agency has been so


    tight lipped about everything and the person who stalked my sister and killed Troy is still walking


    around with his life and his freedom, yeah...I''m confused"


    "If it seems that we haven''t been forting, I promise you that it is due to the ongoing investigation."


    Detective Burgess found what he was searching for and held the stic covered item out to her. "This


    was found in your apartment the night of the murder but apparently got buried in evidence"


    Summer lifted her hand to take the item. Her fingers tingled and her chest drummed with nervous


    energy but she kept her hand as steady as she could and took hold of it. She had to flip the clear


    stic bag around to see that it was an image. One she knew very well but didn''t notice was missing


    when she packed her belongings up and moved out of that apartment.


    "We believe our killer has switched his focus," Burgess told her.


    It was a photo of her. What disturbed Summer was the red smudged circles that looked like dried blood


    around her face, fashioned like a bullseye.


    Until Summer arrives...


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