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Roarke fisted his hand uselessly at his sides “DeBlass?”

“Rock every beat of his own heart “He’s got her Stay out of the way, Roarke”

“The fuck I will”

Feeney flicked his eyes over,to spare a couple of cops to restrain a civilian, and he had a hunch this civilian would go to the wall, as he would, for Eve

“Then do what I tell you”

They heard the gunshot as the elevator doors opened

Roarke o steps ahead of Feeney when he rammed Eve’s apartether

The pain was like being stabbed with ice Then it was gone, nuun hand, dug her short nails into his flesh Rock her in an obscene parody of love His wrist was slippery with his own blood where she clawed at it

She swore as she lost her grip, as he began to smile

“You fight like a woman” He shook his hair back from his eyes, and the blood fro to rape you The last thing you’ll know before I kill you is that you’re no better than a whore”

She sagged, and aroused with victory, he ripped at her blouse

His smile shattered when she pumped her fist into his mouth Blood splattered over her like ware as his nose fountained more blood Quick as a snake, she scissored up

And again, she jabbed at hi and cursing as if her words would pummel him as well as her fists

She didn’t hear the battering of the door, the crash of it falling in With rage behind her, she shoved Rocke her fists into his face

“Eve Sweet God”