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"Of course, you did"
"Is that all?" the stupid shit asked, brushing an invisible piece of lint off his shirt "Because you’ve wasted enough of ant to the list "You were spotted at a murder scene, so no, that isn’t all You’re under arrest"
"You’re kidding me"
"I never kid," Hector said "Turn around and put your arms behind your head"
Finally, panic Gordman erupted into ood thing They needed to question him further, and because huun would do was kill him
He threw hile of has They’d both lived on the streets, and it showed They went for the throat, the groin, nothing held back
"I’ in!" Gordain? Because his boss would kill him to eliminate a potential witness to past crimes?
"The hell you aren’t," Hector shouted back
Noelle would have sat on the table and watched from there, but… ick So she stood off to the side and allowed Hector to ie skill And oh, did he impress her
Every time Gordman dove for one of the discarded blades, Hector was there, kicking hi Bastard always got right back up, though, barely winded, as if he had a steel plate in his head Hell, maybe he did
Then Hector palot down to business How sexy he was, a bit battered, golden eyes glittering with purpose
"Slice and dice him, baby!" Noelle cheered
Hector threw out an arm, but Gord low, and he nailed his opponent in the thigh Another howl fro a fist into his cheek
The i out of his leg Hector followed hi Gordman in the ankle before he could leap out of the way
Gordht Merciless Hector wasn’t done He barreled into Gord to his back With barely a pause to gain his bearings, he turned the blade, hilt protruding from his fist, and slammed the hard, rounded surface into Gorded on the dirty floor
Hector, being Hector, straightened and kicked hi Gord, Hector picked hi his back to her, he said, "Well?"
"Well, your ti needs a little work, but your level of vicious is off the charts and highly--"
A low, ru for a critique I was saying that now that I’ve done all the work, aren’t you going to get the door?"
"Oh No I told you I’, and that includes the ID panel And your hands will need a through enzyain"
He laughed, the sound rusty, and yet the tension drained out of him
I did that, she h her
"Spoiled," he ent" She was getting through to hih his resistance I’ll have you yet, Hector Dean
Outside, the storh the clouds Rain had sent everyone scurrying for shelter and now beat against the concrete
When Hector started to make a dash for their car, Noelle stopped his to Gord any questions, he pressed the bruiser’s limp hand into every ID panel on every car parked on the street Took ten minutes, and they were soaked to the bone, but finally their efforts paid off The locks to a black BMW auto inside Dirty water pooled around her, probably staining the seat, definitely leaving a ring Hector couldn’t say he was sorry The stupid bastard had cracked one of his ribs He deserved this and more "You can lock him in our car now"
He did, with no finesse whatsoever, and returned to Noelle "What are you doing?"
She’d already ripped the console apart, hooked her cell phone to the appropriate wire, and was currently scrolling through… so his GPS He has no known address, and I’ll bet thatwith his boss Neither of them would have wanted that on the record, you know Anyway, that’s the address he would have visited the most"
A moment of silence as Hector absorbed her words "Srinned Adrenaline still puh his veins, but his ar worked over by Noelle before the fight had probably saved that building and everyone in it Not that he could ever let sorin faded "Can you record every address he’s visited in the past year?" His voice was harsher than he’d intended "Maybe we’ll find where other wo kept"
"Noho’s the smart one? I’ll send each one to Mia"
A fewat his bruised body Dah Had the guy gone for Noelle, Hector wasn’t sure what he would have done or hoould have reacted He’d had only one thought: protect her And he’d been willing to kill--and die--to do so
"Most visited place is indeed a residence," she said "Wealthy side of too streets over fro this case successfully Saving lives "Check and find out ns the house--"
"Done!" Silver eyes sparkled with glee as she whistled "We have a name Xavier Phillips I’ve never met him, but I’ve seen him around and I know his reputation He’s respected, a real hardass in the import/export business Blond… like the superhero sketch"
And yet another step, because of Noelle He couldn’t believe that he’d once thought she would ruin every case she worked Without her, he wouldn’t have gotten far He owed her, in more ways than one
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