splinters sett
y. His eyes locked onto Rudy, who
ing from Brennan was a ph
ce pale with terror. "Who the hell are you?
He crossed the room
hauled the three-hundred-pound man off the floo
ck and drove his fist directly
of bone shattering
uined nose. Brennan opened his hand in disgust, letting
the groaning man and droppe
cheek and the blood at the corner of her mou
eyes. She shrank away from him, her hands weakly tryi
e a knife twisting
ible. "It's me. It's Brennan," he said, h
Hazel's shoulders broke. Her heavy eyelids flut
warm from his body heat. He wrapped it tightly arou
the other behind her back, lifting
toward the do
leather dress shoe down har
in, curling into
Hazel down the
were forced onto the sofas, surrounded b
stand up, her face a mask of fake outrage. "You ar
bottom step. He looke
wasn't loud, but it carried a terrifying, ab
alization that the "poor IT boy" was the monster
; he just gave a microscopic nod. A guard kicked Benton hard in t
ked eyes wi
age," Brennan said, his voice deadly quiet, "I will
he last drop of blood from Mildred's face.
ked out the
h open. Brennan carefully placed Hazel onto t
pital. Now," Brennan
the driveway, leaving
he thick, soundproof privacy partition roll
in. Her body temperature spiked. She felt
instinctively seeking the only
ace against his crisp, cool dress shirt. Her hot
ally brushed against t
straight to Brennan's groin. Every
s cheek. He grabbed her shoulders, his large hands
cursed unde
t took not to pull her closer was agonizing. He held her tight, staring o
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