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She was moving her fingers together, up and down.“Incy-Bitsy spider. Do you know it?”“Um, yeah, Twinkletoes. I know it.”“I like that nickname. And when you call me sweetheart. Makes me feel special.”“You are special, Elle.”“Nuh-uh, silly. I’s just Elle.” Suddenly, she sniffled. “I wanna go home.”“We’ll go home soon, all right? I want you to tell me if you drank or took anything, though.”“I drunks lots of stuff.”“Did you see anyone put anything into those drinks?”“Yeah.”“Yeah? What? Who?”“Lucy. She put drinks in the drinks. Silly.” She grinned at him.“All right, smart-ass. I’m going to take it that you didn’t actually see anything. What about pills? Did you take any pills?”“Just painkillers. My back hurt. Do you likes spiders, Gomez? I reckon they get a bad rep.”“You do?”“Uh-huh, they’re just misunderstood. Like me.”“How are you misunderstood?” he asked.“Everyone thinks I’m brave. But can I tells you another seecit?”“Sure, sweetheart.”“I’m scared. All the time. Terri

“So, she’s a lightweight as well,” Gomez said.“Do you really think Lucy would do that? Why?” Saber asked.“She’s probably seen that you’re interested in her,” Nate said. “Jealous bitch wants to get into your pants, Boss.”Saber gritted his teeth. Motherfucking bitch. “If she put something in Elle’s drink, I’ll fucking kill her.”“Not if I get to her first,” Gomez added. “I’ll get the camera footage up as soon as Elle is taken care of.”“But Lucy knows where the cameras are,” Nate said. “She would have hidden what she was doing.”Not all of them.Saber knew Gomez had put in extra cameras that he’d told no one about. They were there to ensure that no one could steal from them. Or do anything else they shouldn’t.“Nate, you can go back to work now,” Saber said dismissively.Nate gave him a knowing look, but nodded and left.“He knows about the extra cameras now,” Gomez pointed out.“He suspects, he doesn’t know,” Saber said. “And I don’t think it matters. Nate has worked for us for year

“This isn’t good enough,” he said.Brooks’ shoulders drooped. “I know. But whenever I offer to quit school and get a job, Aunt Elle says over her dead body. She always said we were close to getting a better place. But then she lost her job and had to use her savings to keep us going. Really. Put her in my bed. I’ll take the couch tonight.”Saber glanced over at Gomez. He nodded. It would have to do. For tonight, at least.Fuck. He’d intended on sleeping on the couch tonight, wanting to ensure she was all right. He guessed the floor would be all right. But he wasn’t sure how Brooks would feel about him sleeping on the floor of his bedroom.“We should stay,” Saber said. “Make sure she’s okay.”Brooks gave him an alarmed look. Glancing back and forth between them, he straightened his shoulders. “I have this. I can take care of my aunt.”“She was pretty out of it,” Gomez told him. “Almost like she was drunk.”Brooks frowned. “Really? The pills aren’t usually that bad.”“Has she ever drunk

“I can make things difficult for you . . . for this place . . . all it would take is a word in the wrong people’s ears.”“Get . . . out . . . now!” Saber thundered.She jumped again and Lex took hold of her arm. She shook his hand off her. “Get your filthy hand off me.” She stormed out.“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she goes,” Lex said.“Make sure she goes quietly. And not out the front,” Gomez said. “She’s likely to try and make a scene.”“Oh, I know. That bitch is all about the drama.” Lex turned and walked away.“Think she’ll be trouble?” Gomez asked.“Her? No. What’s the worst she can do?”Hmm. A woman scorned? Probably more than they thought.27Elle woke with a thumping headache.Opening her eyes, she glanced around, unsure where she was.She was in a bed. In a dark room. Her heart raced until her brain fully understood that this room was familiar.This was Brooks’ bedroom.But why was she in his bedroom and not her own bed? And where was Brooks? And why did she have a bad feelin

Which meant that it was Gomez who’d wrapped an arm around her. Trapped her to him. Holding her steady. And it was Gomez who slid an arm under her legs and lifted her into his arms, carrying her to the sofa to set her down.Brooks had put away the blankets and pillows and pushed the sofa together. Gomez sat her down, then sat across from her on the coffee table. His knees were on either side of hers, trapping her.“I didn’t drink any alcohol,” she told him. “I promise. I wouldn’t do that with those pills. And I don’t even like drinking.”“We know, baby girl,” Saber reassured her.“Then why would you ask that? What . . . what’s going on? And what happened last night?”“You don’t remember it?” Gomez asked.“No. The last thing I really remember is Lucy getting me my handbag. And taking some painkillers. I wish I hadn’t done that. But I’ve never reacted badly to them before.”“Don’t worry about that right now,” Gomez told her. “Do you want to get changed?”“Changed?” she asked. What was he