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I darted to the side, and kept moving. I had him. I could take him down.

Then my shoe hit an uneven floorboard, and I tripped.

Shit. I fell flat on my back.

A slow smile curled Carr’s lips. He advanced.

Shit. Shit.Shit.

He slashed down with the knife, just as I lifted both feet and kicked at him.

“You’ll die here tonight,” he roared. His arm came down again.

I kicked him again, trying to knock the knife away.

“I’ll rape you, I’ll slit you open. Your blood will cover the walls and floor.”

“Fuck you, Carr. Tonight, you don’t win. You’re going down.”

He laughed. “Do you really think you can stop me?”

“No. Not alone.”

He hesitated, a frown forming.

Then the front and back doors burst open.

A fierce-looking Beau charged through the front door, Reath and Kavner right behind him. Dante and Colt came in through the back.

They all had guns trained on Carr.

The serial killer’s face went slack with shock.

“It’s better when you have a team.” I rose and looked at Beau. “When you aren’t alone.”

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BEAU

Ishot a quick glance at Bell. She was alive, her face filled with that determination of hers.

There was blood on her shirt.

My muscles tightened. Carr would pay for that. Along with everything else.

The killer looked around, his gaze settling on me.

“You told him?” he snarled. “You didn’t come alone.”

“Yeah, you wanted her alone, didn’t you?” I took a step forward. “You wanted easy prey. You’re a coward.”

“I’m not easy prey,” Bell said. “I’ve learned a few things lately, the biggest one being that having someone at your back makes all the difference.”

“Get on your knees, Carr,” I growled.

The man hesitated, and I knew he was looking for a way out.

“Now!”