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“That was a cruel bit of luck” Staggering slightly, David ripped his elbow, supporting hiet a tow?”

Rylan ignored the question “Let’s go into the gallery I’ll make you a drink and we can call the police”

Although David took out his keys as he accolass doors, he didn’t see to tell them”

“This guy was on his way up to Bree’s apartment” Once they were inside the foyer, Rylan leaned on the reception counter while David deactivated the alared What if he comes back and reaches his destination next time?”

Even as he made the comment that caused his blood to run cold, his analytical brain was assessing the situation If Bree was the intended target, the tiht instead of waiting until dawn? Unfortunately, the only person who could answer that question would be the stalker himself

They went through to the staff kitchen While Rylan fixed coffee, David went to the first-aid locker in search of painkillers

When they were seated at a table, Rylan studied the other ht, but his physique was powerful “Boxing? Or MMA?”

David gave an appreciative grin “A little of both Although I don’t have lance “You?”

Rylan laughed “I boxed a little when I first joined the aret into are with a temperamental donkey” Aware of the otherstory At least we know one thing about your attacker”

David paused in the act of sipping his coffee “We do?”

“If he knocked you over, he uy”