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catch her breath as she descended the metal stairs.
    Cool, moist air filtered into her lungs, giving her a sense of control once again. She scrambled down the steps, praying the door wouldn’t open behind her.
    What the hell had she been thinking going home with a stranger? Doing something like that was risky at best. Or downright dangerous as tonight proved. She reached the bottom of the stairs and dashed for her car.
    Once inside, she locked the doors and started the engine. As she put her vehicle in drive, she glanced up at Christian’s apartment and found the magnificent man standing on the balcony staring at her. She gave the accelerator gas, her tires squealing as she pulled away.
    She couldn’t explain why, but she felt as though the devil chased at her heels. If he caught her, her life would never be the same.

Chapter Four
     
    Christian opened the door as soon as he had his pants on, but Eliana was already in her car and pulling away. “Fuck almighty.” He leaned against the railing and took a moment to clear his head of the aftereffects of lust the woman had left behind. He’d had no idea screwing a beautiful, vivacious woman could be so complicated. Especially one who wanted nothing from him but sex.
    Funny how that worked. He’d gotten what he’d wanted, so why the hell should he be so worked up right now? Most guys would count their lucky stars their fuck for the night had hightailed it out without wanting snuggles and breakfast.
    “Dammit.”
    He strode into his apartment and slammed the door. He didn’t bother to flip on the lights as he moved to the kitchen. Inside his fridge, a cold one waited for him, and he focused on the hiss as he opened a bottle of his favorite brew. Cool liquid chilled his dry throat, but it did nothing to quench the fire burning inside him. Crazy thoughts rattled around in his brain, instead.
    Who was she? Why did she seem so familiar?
    He knew her first name and her profession so he wouldn’t have a hard time tracking her down if he wanted to, but did he want to? She obviously wanted nothing more than a quick fuck. Best to leave it at that, right?
    Back in the living room, he sank into the recliner and lifted his phone. Five rings sounded before Hunter answered.
    “Yo. Give me some good news.” Hunter was just as hell bent as he was to bring down Angel Hardy and Georgio Donati. Not that the other guys in Hunter’s gang of vigilantes weren’t as committed, but Hunter had a special place in his heart for the bastards. So did Christian.
    He exhaled. “No luck. My brother didn’t show.”
    “Fuck. It’s like we’ve gone three hundred miles down a dark road, thinking we were close to reaching our destination, only to find we took a wrong turn.” Frustration and something close to despair echoed from the man’s words. Out of all of them, Hunter had lost the most. First his wife and kids. Then the woman he thought might give him a second chance at happiness.
    What remained was a dark and dangerous shell of a man, made more so because he had nothing left to lose. Georgio Donati had stripped him bare, leaving Hunter a mass of barely contained, raging pain.
    Christian understood, at least to a point, that hollow, endlessly aching emptiness that filled the space where his own soul should be. “I’ll try again tomorrow. I think this vein will pay off in the end. We just need to be patient.”
    At least he hoped so. He’d invested a lot in hoping information from his brother would pan out. When he’d discovered Gideon was involved, Christian had opened old, painful wounds in order to further their investigation. Anything to end this string of violence.
    Christian had hit bottom when he’d watched a man bleed out from a bullet hole he’d put in his gut. The inhuman sounds of pleading to end his rival’s suffering still echoed in his mind. Yeah, he’d only been fifteen, and his older brother had more or less been the force behind the trigger. Still, Christian had shot