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Parker,” I said through gritted teeth.
    There was a pause before Devin spoke again. “You don’t belong to shit now that he’s dead.”
    I rolled my eyes. “I thought you said that he was alive?”
    “Oh, baby. I know he is. I’m just waiting for you to admit it.”
    Like hell I would.
    “Did you get the package I sent you?”
    “Yes, I got your package. The blood was a little dramatic though, don’t you think?” I felt Jones shift in his seat beside me but he still remained silent.
    Devin chuckled. “It would be more dramatic if I used my own blood but alas, I did not.”
    “Whose blood is it?” I asked, sitting up straighter.
    “What would you say if I told you it was Parker’s?”
    “What?” I croaked out.
    “You heard me.”
    I shook my head. “No. You’re lying.”
    “Am I?”
    “Devin, he’s dead. He—”
    “Listen, you little bitch. I know that Parker is alive. Do not fucking lie to me.”
    “You don’t know shit!” I screamed.
    “I know that he came to see you a couple of weeks ago. I know he gave you a heart pendant. I also know that he loves you and that it will cost you both in the end.”
    “What the hell do you want, Devin?” I asked softly, fingering the gold pendant on the chain around my neck.
    “You’ll see.”
    I let out a yell of frustration when the line was disconnected. “Jones, drive faster. Please.”
    “Yes, ma’am.” He tipped his hat, his grip on the steering wheel tightening.
    We drove in silence but my mind continued playing everything over and over that had happened over the past few weeks. Meeting Parker months before. Being with him in ways I never even knew existed. My body ached. For him. His touch. God, I needed him to just hold me. To tell me that everything would be okay.
    “He misses you,” Jones said, breaking the nerve-wracking silence.
    “I miss him ,” I responded, my voice thick.
    “I can’t see him staying away much longer.”
    “He can’t come to me. No one knows that he’s alive, Jones.”
    “Devin does,” he mumbled.
    “Yeah,” I scoffed. “I don’t know how.”
    “I’ve been with Parker since the beginning. He’s like a little brother to me, Keely.”
    I swallowed hard and met his warm gaze.
    “He’s doing this for you.”
    I nodded. “I know and I’m doing this for him.”
    “Both of you are strong but together?” He smirked. “You’ll fucking bring Devin down.”
    My eyes widened. To my knowledge, Jones didn’t swear; it was a bit of a shock, to say the least. “Well, that won’t happen if I never see Parker again.” My chest tightened at that thought. To never see the man that I loved...we hadn’t been together for long but I knew that I wasn’t strong enough to deal with that.
     

     
    I MADE my way up the steps towards the FBI building, before I was stopped by Agent Cross once I rounded the corner.
    His jet-black hair was messy like he had been finger combing it all day. “Checking me out, Miss Price?”
    My jaw clenched. Under normal circumstances, he and Parker would get along well. “I came to deliver this to you,” I said, ignoring his question.
    His sparkling brown eyes glanced at the large box in my hands.
    “It’s from Devin.” I handed him the package.
    Cross frowned. “He knows where you’re living?”
    “Yes.”
    “And you still live there because...”
    “Because it’s my home. Devin won’t show up,” I explained, crossing my arms under my chest.
    “How can you be so sure of that? Look at what he’s done already.”
    “Because I know him. Devin Tate is a sadistic fuck, but he won’t come back to me until he wants something.”
    “Doesn’t he always want something?”
    I searched Cross’ face. “ You asked me who Devin is. By the questions you’re asking, it sounds like you already know.”
    He kept a straight face. “I was waiting for you to tell me more.”
    “So not going to happen.”
    “Miss Price.”
    “Goodbye, Agent Cross,” I said, spinning on my