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survive in a place where weakness meant years of humiliation or death. In return he’d found a friend in a place where they didn’t usually exist.
    The sound of Anna’s breathing was louder than the surf. She was fighting for control, trying to manage what would likely be one of the worst days of her life, and he was being an insensitive prick.
    “Why do you think he was murdered?” he asked gruffly.
    He heard a rustle as she dug for her cell. The electronic ding as she turned it on.
    “
Anna, I’m in big trouble.
” Davis’s voice punched him with memories. Five years in an eight-by-ten cell surrounded by Brent’s canvases and the smell of paint as they dissected each other’s lives from top to bottom, and watched each other’s backs. “
But I didn’t do anything wrong, I swear it. I’m on my way to the FBI offices, but they’re too close. I’m never going to make it! They’re gonna kill me. They’re gonna be looking for their money. I mailed you the printouts but they don’t know where I sent it.
You
know. Take the information to the feds.
”
    What the hell had Davis gotten mixed up with?
    “
You need to get out of there until things quiet down. Dammit. I’ve done it again.
” He sounded like he was crying now and it was noisy as fuck in the background. Brent’s fists clenched. “
I love you and I’m sorry for everything. There’s only one person I trust besides you, you know that, right? Go to him, tonight. Tell him I’m cashing in those promises we made one another.
”
    Shit—anyone else he’d have told to go to hell, but
Davis
? He cleared his throat. “Any idea what he was talking about?”
    Huge shadowed eyes met his and she shook her head.
    “And he’s definitely dead?” The words sounded callous and harsh, spat out into the quiet room.
    She swallowed twice before she answered. “Cops said he fell under a train at a subway station. Someone said they thought hewas being chased.” A glistening streak bisected one cheek, but he’d never have known she was crying from her rock-steady voice.
    He went over and grabbed his cell. “Play it again.”
    Her lips tightened but she did as he asked. He recorded the message, then took the cell out of her hand and pulled out the SIM card. He strode over to the kitchen sink and ran the card through the garbage disposal.
    She made a sound like a strangled warthog. “What the hell?”
    “Until we figure this out, it’s better if the bad guys can’t track you. I’ll buy you a new phone. Does anyone else know you’re here?”
    She shook her head and wrapped her arms tight around her waist.
    “Did you use your credit or debit cards anywhere?”
    “Only to book my flight to Vancouver. After that I paid cash.”
    “And you didn’t tell anyone where you were going? You’re sure of it?”
    “No one in the world knows I’m here.”
    Brent blinked as she bolted for the door.
What the…?
He went after her. Slapped his hand on the solid wood when she tried to wrench it open.
    “Leave me alone!” She frantically tugged on the doorknob.
    “Jesus, lady, calm down.” Hysterical females were not his thing. She was stronger than she looked and he had to put some effort into keeping the door shut. But her eyes held raw panic that told him she was genuinely terrified he might hurt her. And she should be—she should be scared of a man with his reputation. She yanked so hard on the door handle he budged an inch. Not bad, considering he weighed at least a hundred pounds more than she did and was probably a good foot taller. He wanted to ease away but knew if he did, she’d run into the wilderness at night where anything could happen to her, and this wasn’t just some anonymous stranger—this was Davis’s daughter. He was stuck and he was pissed. He didn’t placate, he didn’t soothe. But he did keep his word.
    “I can’t believe I listened to anything Dad said—”
    “Why wouldn’t you listen to him?”
    Eyes flashed. “My father was a