The door slammed and Riley flinched, hearing again the shot that had so very nearly hit her. The shot that could’ve ended everything.
Liam pulled her closer, pressing a kiss to her brow. He’d stayed by her side, a rock, through the whole thing.
“We’ll need you to stay on-site, while we finish collecting evidence.” The agent from the Mississippi Bureau of Narcotics offered her an apologetic smile. “And I’m sure we’ll have more questions.”
Of course you will.
“Fine.” She might have to bust out the No Doze to make it, but she’d do what had to be done and fall apart later. She was good at that. But she wished, oh how she wished, she could do more than wash the blood from her hands. Her clothes were stiff with it and the faint smell of copper coated the back of her throat, making her gag. S
