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Sawyer shook his head “Not yet”

“How badly was she injured?”

“Broken bones in her face and a few broken ribs” Sawyer recalled what his father told him when he first arrived at the hospital “Stitches in her lip and the back of her head”

“Jesus Christ,” Kyler bit out

Sawyer’s strength drained out of hi her injuries aloud made the situation even ainst the wall, loathing how helpless he felt

Andrew’s firm hand squeezed Sawyer’s shoulder “Take time off to be with your sister I’ve informed your SWAT captain that you’re on short leave Let’s start at teeks If you need more time, call me”

Sawyer looked up at him and saw the empathy in his chief’s eyes “Thank you, sir I appreciate that”

Andrew nodded at Sawyer After nodding to Kyler as well, he turned and strode down the hallway To ht appear that, as a boss, Andrew possessed a kind heart, which he did—but there was ?” he asked Kyler

Kyler gave a sht you’d rather be at the hospital than at work My father agreed”

“Thank you”

“Please don’t thank me It’s the least I could do” He sat next to Sawyer, his arh What else can I do?”

Sawyer stared off into space, not sure what to say He finally shrugged “Fuck, I don’t even knohat to do We need to take Ash’s stateo from there”

“What will you do if we don’t find him?”

Sawyer considered the question His thoughts spun for asettled in his ot up from his seat “I’ll hunt the fucker down myself”

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