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already be on the other side when she started her descent. He jumped the last few feet and then put his hands on her waist to bring her down, her body sliding along his.
    That something he’d felt when he first saw her stirred within him again. He wanted to thread his fingers in her hair, drag her head back, and ravage her mouth.
    Her eyes locked with his, and he knew he wasn’t the only one affected.
    The sirens blared louder, and he stepped away from her.
    Priorities, Knox.
He’d get her safe. Then maybe he’d take the time to explore what that
something
was. Later.
    “Can you run?” he asked.
    She nodded. He set the pace slower than he would have if he were solo and increased it when she managed to keep up. He took them south, back the way he’d come. It put him at greater risk of running into X’s men, but getting her out of the north side—and away from any more men like the one they’d just faced—seemed wise. Plus, they were both covered in blood and that wasn’t going to be easy to hide, even in the dark. They needed a resting stop before they could continue.
    They?
Knox questioned himself.
    Yes, they.
    For years, it’d been him against the world. Now within moments of meeting this woman, he was throwing his lot in with hers. Deep in his gut though, he knew he wouldn’t be okay walking away from her.
    And he still didn’t even know her goddamn name.
    Christ.
    The closer they got toward the south side of town, the hard knocks of life became more evident by the run-down buildings and unkempt lawns.
    A dive hotel was their best bet. The blood on their clothes might raise a few eyebrows, but questions wouldn’t be asked. Hopefully. They didn’t have another viable option. If they were farther out toward the suburbs, they could hole up in a vacant house, but vacant apartments in the city were hard to come by and the risk of being noticed there was greater. Besides, they needed water and electricity, and clean towels would be nice.
    He slowed down to a brisk walk.
    “Why are we slowing?” she asked. “Is it safe?”
    “Safe enough.” As long as they kept to the side streets and kept moving, they’d be fine. It was doubtful the police would canvass an area this wide so quickly. But shit, they were closing in on X’s territory, the very place he’d run away from hours ago.
    “How many men were pursuing you?” he asked. He wanted to know what they could be up against.
    “I’m not sure,” she said. “I thought I knew all of the bodyguards my father used, but I’ve never seen him before.”
    They were nearing the corner of Prosper and Martin Streets. A few blocks ahead, there was a motel with room doors that opened to the outside. People were less likely to see them that way. It was unlikely X was already looking for him, but it was only a matter of time. The less he showed his face around here, the better.
    He stopped across the street from the motel, and she sidled up next to him, looking to him for direction. She still seemed shaken by everything that had gone down and happy to let him take the lead, not that he could blame her.
    The brand of clothing she wore and the way she held herself gave away that she wasn’t from his neck of the woods, but her life couldn’t have been all that great since she was running from it.
    “We’re going to check into that motel,” he said. He put his hands on his hips, weighing out their options.
Fuck.
He really didn’t want to send her in there, but his face was far too recognizable.
    He lifted the edge of his T-shirt and gently wiped her face with it, rubbing away the remaining blood. “Do you have a jacket or something you can throw over your clothes?”
    She nodded and slung her backpack around to her side, unzipping it and pulling out a black hoodie. “What’s the plan?”
    “Can you check us into that hotel? Don’t use your real name. Pay with cash.” He reached into his pocket for some bills.
    “I’ve got it,” she said, patting her