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It took a couple minutes but once I was more relaxed and the haze started to clear, I fluttered my eyes back open and stared at my friend who was watching me closely with concern beaming in her eyes.

“I’m fine,” I croaked. “And I hear you.” My eyes circled the empty space. I still wasn’t happy about what Ezra did, but I could respect what Inaya was saying.

“Maybe if I get in an accident Emmet will rescue me and move me into his house.” She grinned and nudged me with her arm.

I choked out a laugh. “You’ll fit right into that family. All you guys are nuts.”

Inaya snickered.

A heavy sigh fell from my mouth. “I don’t even know what he did with my stuff.”

There was no reason for me to linger in my house. I didn’t have my phone so I couldn’t call Ezra to see if he was out of court. Truthfully, I didn’t even want to speak to him right now. Not before I processed all of this. It annoyed me that he hadn’t mentioned anything about moving my stuff at the hospital earlier, but it made sense how he got the warnings I received.

My eyes went to the window. The sun was starting to set. I was tired and hungry. My plan was to come home and lay in my bed. After realizing that wasn’t going to happen here, I dropped my shoulders in defeat.

“Can you take me to Ezra’s?”

Inaya nodded, kneeling and picking my crutch up. I thanked her and gave the room one last look before hobbling to the door.

CHAPTER 29

EZRA

It brought me joy to walk into my house then into my bedroom to see my little Bee lying peacefully under the covers. It was hard to concentrate in court today after learning about the threats she received. If she would have mentioned them before, all of this could have been prevented.

Not wanting to wake her up, I approached the bed, leaned over, and gently kissed her on the temple. Loosening my tie, I turned and walked back out of the room, downstairs to where my brothers, Cashlynn, and Inaya, who was in my living room when we got here, waited for me.

“So what are we looking at here?” I asked, taking a seat and grabbing one of the case files I got from Ryan. With my caseload I hadn’t had time to fully examine them like I would have but after seeing the picture I knew I couldn’t put it off much longer.

“There’s a total of nineteen girls who were murdered,” Nazai said, nodding at a pile.

“Just like Charlie it looks like they had organs removed,” Lucas followed up.

My brows scrunched. “So what does this mean?”

Lucas lifted his head and pushed his glasses up, scrubbing his eyes. “If I had to guess, they’re trafficking organs.”

“So not only did they rape and kill my sister, but they stole her organs too.” We turned our heads and Ziora was standing at the entrance of the living room.

“Where are your crutches?” I jumped up and rushed her.

She waved me off and bounced her eyes around the room. “Lucas, is that what you’re telling me?”

Lucas ran his eyes over her. “Yes. And you should be resting.”

“Ezra!” she yelped when I bent down and picked her up.

“Careful so you don’t bust her damn stitches,” Lucas fussed.

Ignoring both of them, I walked back to my place on the couch and took a seat with Ziora on my lap. She attempted to move but I held her in place. Eventually she stopped fighting and rested against me with an exasperated sigh.

“So not only are they sex trafficking but they’re also organ trafficking. These people are seriously sick!” Inaya commented.

“It’s not surprising,” Emmet spoke up. “Organs are one of the highest trades on the black market next to babies, exotic animals, drugs, and weapons. When people are desperate to save a loved one, they’ll pay anything to keep them alive.” Emmet turned to Ziora. “Donald Watz was the lead detective on all these cases, yet he didn’t report anything about the removal of organs, which the coroner would have reported.”

“Emmet’s right. Autopsies would have been done and they would have put it in their reports.”

“Unless the coroner and the detective were working together,” Cashlynn mentioned.