oe
ss. "Beckett, my hand, it hurts so much..." she whined, trying to pull away from hi
inger at me, shif
no idea what he was thinking or what he would do next. To him, I was probably nothing more th
gaze was fixed on my pale face. "Did she
uld speak, Babette shrieked, "I
e lit up as if she'd discovered gold. "Beckett! Look at her! Her neck... she was obvi
d the sharp, judgmental looks from my cowo
ressed a hand against the wall
rom cold fury to something much darker. T
ars streaming down her face now
d it was so cold, so full of murder,
was too terri
d a block of ice, clear and sharp, echoi
in the corridor was on us, wide with shock. I wa
rs on Babette's face, "you don't have t
shoving her away like
"Security," he said coldly. "Remove a woman n
ay, this woman is blacklisted from all Stallions properties a
ve what she was hearing. "No... Beckett,
ather is," Beckett cut her off,
rds appeared and grabb
? Beckett! You can't!" she screamed
fading down the hall, leaving beh
as electric. Everyone was looking at me now, not
from Babette's nail scratching me and the cramp
say something. Thank you. Or m
ck into his office, slamming the door behind him. As if
ed me and handed me a cup of hot water. "
d saw how pale and exhausted I looked. After everything tha
orcing a weak smile a
y. My thoughts kept drifting back to him. Why did Beckett help me? And why had he said, "Sh
s, too unpredictable. The less I had to do with him, the bette
esk rang. The display showed that the
umped into
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