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Jason yanked his shirt up, turned around, and pointed at a scar on his lower back. "If I hadn't taken this bullet for Charles Bishop back then, he would have died by Lucian Grayson's gun."

What?

Lucian Grayson?

Chloe Bishop's chest tightened. Her fingers curled inward. "Why have I never heard my parents mention this?"

"You were still young back then. Besides, your mother never knew