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The bed sank under ht as I sat down My hand s he were here to leave the bed an un I’d handed over the ca at the officer

He ht hate me for this, but like Landon said, there wasn’t a line they wouldn’t cross

This was my line, Paxton’s line, and I crossed it with a siers to the nu twice before he picked up "To what do I owe this honor?"

His voice…they were so sih to ave ?"

"Are you still in Paris? We’re in Madagascar, and Paxton’s in trouble Big, scary trouble, and I don’t kno to get hiive or take the tih of relief escaped me In this, Paxton’s name could protect him "Thank you, Brandon"

"Don’t thank me, Leah I can assure you that Paxton won’t"

…

I droppedon the field-study trip for World Religion Not that it had done ood My brain had been with Paxton, but at least the presence of rades

There was a knock on the door and a two-second lull before it swung open, like it was a warning, not a request for entrance "Good, you’re here," Brandon said as he walked in, his suit ditched for jeans and a Henley, which made him look way more approachable, attractive, even

"I’m so sorry, Leah," Little John said from behind him

"It’s okay, I called hiht before Brandon shut the door in his face

"Okay, he keeps the per the cushion off the love seat by the"Here" He lifted the box out of a cutout in the fra out in his favor"

"We already checked the box, but how did you know about it?" I asked, walking over to where he placed it on the desk, working on opening it Landon had been pretty clear that only the Originals knehere Paxton kept the permits, and Brandon didn’t seem the daredevil type