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“If you tell me that shouldn’t have happened, I’m going to scream.”

The corner of his lips tugged up. “I won’t apologize for that.”

“Good.”

“I need to call Stone.”

I nodded. “Right.”

He dipped his head, but instead of going for my lips, he pressed a kiss along my collar bone then straightened. “I’ll be right back.”

I sat down with a bone-shaking thump.

I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been kissed that thoroughly.

Not even at the start of my relationship with Marcus.

I wasn’t sure my ex even knew how to kiss like that. As if his life depended on it.

Was that because of the attack?

Just heightened hormones and adrenaline?

I touched my buzzing lips.

Or just Locke?

CHAPTER 21

LOCKE

I pacedthe deck as I talked to Stone.

There wasn’t much he could do especially since it happened in Boston instead of Salem, but I could hear the annoyance in his voice.

“Have there been any other attacks?”

Stone sighed. “Nothing. Not a single peep. I never want to wish a woman hurt, but fuck—the longer he goes quiet the less my captain cares. He wants to write it off. I swear he’d rather have another cold case than own up to the fact that we have a serial killer.”

“Cilla pulled a mask off him.”

“Did she see him?”

“No. It was bedlam at the Boston Harbor. A full ferry had just pulled in. Hell, he could have been on the damn ferry.”

“Could be.” Stone growled. “I’ll see if I can pull the video feed from the ferry today. Can’t hurt to look through it.”

“No, it definitely can’t. This guy wants Cilla. And he was willing to try and take her in broad daylight.”

“Desperate.”

“Yeah.” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Desperate people are dangerous.”

“I’m assuming you aren’t going to let her come to the station.”

“Fuck, no. And as you said it’s Boston’s problem if we did anyway. We’re going off grid for a few weeks.”

“What?” Stone changed ears and he was shuffling something. “How off grid?”