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Archer and Jack drew their guns and moved through the entire apartment, checking everything. When he got back to the kitchen, Lily hadn’t moved. She was trembling.
“Does this mean what I think it means?” she asked, fear and anger a strange combination in her voice.
Archer nodded. “It means they’re going to take you if we don’t stop looking for him.”
She stuck her chin out and glared up at him. “f**k them. I’m not scared.”
Archer tugged her against him and breathed her in. She was tough. Tougher than anyone he knew. Hell, there were SEALs that weren’t that strong without repeated exercises to teach them how to be.
But this woman, this feisty brunette, she was ready to take on whoever she had to for her best friend.
“Hopefully it won’t come to that,” Archer said.
Jack called Dunn
