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Sara’s training was evident, and sheback before Violet could even breathe Violet pressed herself as close to the ground as she could, covering the back of her head with her hands She didn’t need police training to know that lifting her head was a bad idea

The rapid bursts of gunfire lasted mere seconds before Violet heard the peal of tires And then there was silence

Violet knew, even without looking, that Jaone She knew she was safe, at least for now His imprints were nowhere near her

But he could still co

Yet that wasn’t why she stayed where she was, her face pressed against the filthy blacktop beneath her, breathing in dirt and oil, and letting pebbles grind into the swelling flesh of her cheek She stayed there straining, trying to feel for new echoes

not yet ready to know if Sara had survived

Because if she hadn’t, that meant Rafe had just lost his sister too

Chapter 16

"VIOLET! VIOLET, ARE YOU HURT?" SARA’S HAND was at her shoulder, but it was her voice, so dynamic, soalive, that made Violet tre up on her knees while she collected herself

Sara gave her the once-over, then glanced back toward the street, her weapon still clutched in her hand as she watched for signs that Jaht reappear

"Don’t worry" Violet sone"

"You sure?"

Violet nodded and Sara visibly relaxed, letting her hand--and her gun--drop to her side "Just stay put for a sec," she said, pulling out her cell phone "You don’t look so good"

Violet didn’t feel very good either, but mostly she just felt shaken Well, aside fro eye She listened as Sara dialed so 9-1-1