Her hurried paces echo through the walls as she glances nervously over her shoulder, conscious of being followed.When the pressure overwhelms her and unease seizes her chest, Heidi breaks into a run.She doesn’t look back. And doesn’t stop until she reaches the stair flight.There, she bends over; hands on the knees, gasping for air but stands alert when she hears gentle footsteps approaching from the lower stairs.At first, Heidi thinks it’s just an officer. Not until the brown-polished shoes appear on the steps below.Her eyes travel upward—looking over the black pants to a leather belt, then the red tie over a crisp white shirt; tucked neatly into a black vest. And finally, the masculine, inked neck that introduces the face bearing a darkened eye.“Hunter…” Heidi muttered, now exhausted. She lets out a hollow laugh as the man stops halfway up the stairs and looks at her, cocking his head to the side. “Come now, love,” he says flatly. “Time to go home.”~TWENTY-EIGHT HOURS AGO.I
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