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“What the fuck?”

Reeling, and cold, so very cold, Kinsley whirled around to find Rhett standing in the doorway

He surveyed the darowled at Boone, then rushed forith his weapon in his hand He vanished into the back room a second later

“Do not move from this spot,” Boone snapped, his weapon now in his hand too, while he took off toward the bathrooms

My bar

Kinsley scanned every piece of broken wood, every shard of glass, and her breakfast did terrible things in her stomach Her skin flushed red-hot Sweat coated her flesh

Oh no

She quickly looked left and right then dove toward the garbage can, her hand burning on souts out

Rhett had cleared the back room and Kinsley’s office before he found the entry point The back door ide open He looked at her security syste it had been turned off Whoever broke into her bar obviously had the equipment and the skill to disable the alarm and open the door, or this was an inside job Rhett didn’t like either of those possibilities

He ground his teeth as he returned to theof his e can by the front door If that reaction was the result of stress, rather thansickness, someone would pay

Rhett decided to stay back to give her privacy, when Boone strode out from the women’s washroom He wove his way around the broken furniture, his face a e “Clear”

“In the back too,” Rhett confir his weapon “Any idea what happened here?”

Boone tucked his weapon away as well “Not a fucking clue We just walked through the door seconds before you did”

A feeling pulsed through Rhett that he couldn’t quite identify Urgent, wary, whatever it was, he didn’t like it His gaze fell on Kinsley again, and he felt a deeper lick of fury course through his veins as he spotted blood sliding down the side of the garbage can from her hand

“We need to get the team in here,” Boone said