The Devil’s Machete

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~ GAVIN ~ Ouch. That hurt. Bad. But it didn’t matter what she said to me. I was just happy to hear her voice and know — really know — that she was safe. Sienna couldn’t imagine that not all parents meant safety. I could. With a father who had tried once to get me killed, I understood that better than most. “Do you remember what I told you about being safe the first day you met me?” I asked, switching the car’s air conditioning back on, figuring I’d be sitting here a while. I’d just pulled into the massive private garage of Steele Group headquarters, about to step out for my meeting with Edward, when Sienna’s call came in. “That’s it’s not being unexposed to danger,” she said slowly, trying to recall, “but being protected from it.” A small smile tugged at my lips. “Good girl. Thi

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