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Panic flooded her veins with adrenaline, her heart speeding up so fast she thought it ht out of her chest Quinn could barely keep her eyes open the pain in her head was so sharp

“You can certainly call me daddy if you want to, bitch”

She shook at the sound of that voice— a voice belonging to a ht for years Fear prickled across her skin as she froze in place Withoutin her doorway She would recognize him anywhere

Travis

I’ht as her vision wavered, his disfigured face was the last thing she saw before everything went black

The parking lot at Sanctule available operative was present and accounted for, all of the in the hall until he could cal into a frenzy

Rick leaned against the wall, pressing the heels of his hands against his forehead Ex-fucking husband A sheriff Who used to beat Quinn regularly according to Mara, who said she heard about it directly fro, Rick wanted to punch the wall just to let out the ho to be set free

Get your shit together, Rick You can’t help Quinn if you’re i all the different ways to destroy that piece of shither

Inhaling deeply, he flung door to the conference rooainst the wall Rick stormed past the table, headed for the far end, which was nearest to the large whiteboard mounted behind the table

Agitated, Rick sla out a stack of papers and shoving them at Clint, as on his iood look at the bastard who kidnapped Quinn You should also have the same photo on your handheld device or phone” He kneas being a dick, but could give a fuck less Quinn was , taken by a sadistic, abusive asshole, and there was no way he was going to worry about pleasantries at a time like this

Jesus fucking Christ, I need a fucking drink to deal with this shit

Rick’s lip curled up when he glanced at the picture of Travis Hardy, a nao A o when Mara Paxton filled him in on all of Quinn’s secrets The secrets Quinn didn’t want hih to confide in hiht fist for his failure to keep her safe

I’ to catch that bastard and skin that sick fuck alive!

“Rick, calry won’t help Quinn” Clint’s coe Rick or h

is hts

Rick twitched with a fury he could no longer contain “Cal abusive, piece of shit has her, Clint! He could be doing—” Rick couldn’t finish his sentence, nearly doubling over frout It was too painful to think about what horrors Quinn could have already faced at the hand of her husband He braced hi his pal his head down as he took deep breaths

I should have told her I love her… taken the chance Maybe she wouldn’t have left thisif I had

“Rick! Let’s start the briefing” Mack’s voice rang loud and clear fro tone snapped Rick out of his destructive thoughts but the anger re under the surface of his poorly masked emotions