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Fuck
Hyde flew through the doorway
Still alive?
Doubtful But maybe, maybe…
His boots pounded down the steps Lights flickered overhead Fluorescent bulbs that revealed, then concealed
He tripped on the last step, but caught himself and shouted, “FBI! You need to—”
Laughter Rich and dark Shadows , in his
The profiler had been right about that
He doesn’t force them to come with him He seduces them Offers them a temptation they can’t resist
Roirls to walk on the wild side
“Put your hands up, assle! Let ents pounded down the stairs, then fanned the room
Ro a di white apron, stained red, covered his chest and legs “Too late,” he whispered
And he stepped forward
Hyde shook his head “I will fking put a bullet in your heart”
Another step “Then you’ll never find my sweet Kat…”
Like they hadn’t found Mary Jane
Hyde’s finger tensed around the trigger “And you’ll never slice another girl I’ll be a happy man”
The s the tough guy, Hyde?”
So the killer knew his na as how his face had been splashed across the news for the last fewsurprise
“Clear” From Jonas “She’s not here”
For just a aze flickered to the chains on the walls The tray of surgical instruments
Twisted ass playrooirl
“Cuff him” A snarl, barely human, because he wanted to fire Wanted an excuse Time to put the rabid animal out of his misery
Jonas reached for his cuffs
Ro froun, one the perp had hidden under the back of his shirt
My perfect excuse A split-second thought that filled Hyde’s er—
“No!” A wo
He wavered For one reckless moment, his attention diverted, and he searched for the victim
Roirl—slammed her body into the killer, and they crashed onto the floor
A flash of a knife
The blade sank deep into flesh
Laughter
Screams
Hyde shook his head and surged forward He grabbed the girl, hauling her back while his agents swar in her small fist
Where the hell had she come from?
“It’s all right,” hesort “He’s not going to hurt you anymore”
Romeo threw back his head Two officers were on him “I’ve never hurt her I love her She’s mine!”