CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
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THE CELL PHONE FELL off Ryan’s hand when the man set eyes on his wife. He saw red before his eyes and bit his lower lip not to shout at her. He was aware that Kate hadn’t chosen to stand before a bullet. However, she had insisted on coming with him, although she knew that risks would arouse.
‘I’ll yell at you later when you don’t look so run down. Oh, yes, sweetie, I’ll make your ears burn,’ he promised to himself, and his eyes narrowed.
Forgetting about the cell phone and Mark, who kept asking what was going on, Ryan strode toward Kate with purposeful steps. He didn’t dare to touch her injured arm but asked in a strained tone of voice, “Are you hurt anywhere else?”
The woman shook her head, and the next second, Ryan’s arm slid behind her, and he crushed h
