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The car screeched to a halt at the edge of the woods. Without a word, Xavier reached into the glove compartment and tossed a cold, heavy handgun into Chloe Bishop’s lap.

"Stay in the car," he commanded, his eyes burning with a dark, protective fire. He didn't wait for her response, disappearing into the thicket with a dozen elite bodyguards.

Chloe stared at the weapon in her lap