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Rushing to the cabinet, she kept her attention off Heath and on Whitaker as she dug out a stack of hand towels

Cannon finished checking over the lawyer No other weapons, but he took his cell phone and that note froned, but surely they could

Heath whispered, "Yvette?"

Face carved of stone, she kept her back to hi"

Cannon saw her bottom lip start to quiver, and he stood to put his arm around her To Heath, he said, "If you actually have it in you to care, leave her alone"

Heath closed his eyes, gave one short nod--and passed out

Whitakersoundthat didn’t last Cannon was pretty sure the bastard had just died

"Here" Arun into Cannon’s hand, snatched up one of the dish towels and started off in a hobbling gait

"What are you doing?"

He paused, head dropped forward, then grunted a laugh "One of those flying bullets grazed my ass No, it’s not bad, and yes, it hurts like hell So if you’ll excuse me?"

Yvette whipped around "Ar you ain, now for a different reason "Ar, he told Cannon, "I’d seal the deal on that if I was you" Then he limped on down the hall and slammed the bathroom door

Seconds later, the police, the aaret Peterson-Riske all showed up

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

A WEEK LATER, in the h the open bedroom s, Yvette went to her knees in front of Cannon Not for the first tis he’d thought would level her--the death of Whitaker, the upco trial for Heath who, luckily, remained behind bars Mindi’s arrest as she’d tried to leave the state

Her grandfather’s letter--which she’d read at least a dozen tiined And so damned sexy, he wasn’t sure how much more he could take With the threats behind them, she seemed determined to enjoy her newfound sexuality to the fullest

With him