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than those other weak-willed women he had dated in the past.
    He squeezed her shoulder again, and all the blood rushed to her feet. Terror like a huge, velvet hammer came out of nowhere and began pounding at her skull. She tried to call out but her body had stopped functioning.
    Dimly she was aware of him picking her up, and a heartbeat later she was outside where she could breathe again. Breathe in and out the clean air as he held her hand and called her name.
    This is insane! The man is dead, which is impossible. Dead people don’t walk around in the real world, functioning like normal living people. Dead people don’t wear suits and resume their lives the way they had been before they’d passed on.
    Also, dead people couldn’t touch you like this, much less give you an overwhelming feeling of security like this man did. Then again, she had never met a person with the kind of aura Kiel Stark bore. It wasn’t just his life force emanating from him. It was more than that. It was filled with strength, conviction, and a passion for life that had no bounds. And it held belief. Belief in himself and what he could or couldn’t do. Belief that somewhere there was a reason for why he was, and what he was.
    “J? Miss Laurent. Are you going to be okay?”
    There were steps coming to join them. They belonged to the other detective who was running to catch up.
    “Jesus, Kiel! Don’t go pulling that ghost shit on me! You scared the crap out of me, disappearing like that!”
    “I had to get her out of there, Sam. That place has a negative energy that was just sucking the life out of both of us.”
    “Yeah, well, next time, take the stairs like I had to. How’s she doing?”
    “I think she’ll be all right.”
    “Think we need to take her to the hospital?”
    “No. Give her a chance to come to. Like I said, that apartment is full of some kind of blackness. It’s horrible. I can’t describe it any better than to say it’s an evil blackness, so thick you could almost open your mouth and feel it reach down your throat so it can tear out your lungs.”
    “Dear God. Think she felt it, too?”
    “Oh, yeah. She had to.”
    Her hand was squeezed, making her head reel again. This wasn’t possible, to feel his skin all dry and warm, and slightly calloused. When he had put his arm around her shoulders, she would swear she’d felt his heat. Heard the steady thud of his heart. Smelled his sweat and soap, and aftershave. Which was totally impossible.
    J breathed in deeply, and the detective squeezed her hand again.
    “Are you gonna be okay?”
    “Yeah. Thanks for getting me out of there. It was…that thing.” Taking a deep breath, she struggled to sit up. Kiel helped her, propping her against the low brick wall that bordered the complex. Sam walked over to the car, popped the trunk, and extracted a bottle of water from the cooler they kept in the back, and brought it over to her.
    “Thanks.” She felt its smooth coolness when he placed it in her hand. The water refreshed her parched throat. It also gave her the chance to get her head straight. First thing she wanted to do when she got back home was take a hot shower. Try to wash away some of those foul memories.
    “You feel like going down to the station and making a statement?” Sam asked.
    “Yeah.” She nodded. “Yeah. As long as it’s away from this place.” Get her away from here. Enough was enough. If she got through the night without having any nightmares, it would be a miracle.
    “You know we might have to come back here,” Kiel warned her.
    J shook her head. “I won’t need to. I found out all I needed.” Turning her face in his direction, she added, “But I will need to see the corpses. And where those other two were killed.”
    “Let’s get back to the station first.”
    Kiel got to his feet and helped her up. It no longer bothered her to touch him. In fact, she was dreading having to let him go.
    She raised a hand to her head. This whole thing was