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rousing the panther.
    "I- I- knew I would need a weapon if I wanted to get Jacade out alive. So I concealed it in my hair."
    "In your hair?" Agent Drake laughs. His eyebrows rise, and he looks back and forth between us. "Oh, you're serious." He shakes his head as he scribbles on his notepad.
    "Dangerous and foolish, Ivy." Jacade glares at me.
    "I had to do it, Jacade." Emotion wells in my stomach and moistens my eyes. "I couldn't lose you."
    His face softens, and his dimple appears for the first time since he was kidnapped. God, it's good to see that adorable dent in his cheek again.
    "And could you possibly shed some light as to how Viktor sustained an injury to his, uh, pardon me… genitals?"
    Jacade's eyes get wide, and his dazzling smile vanishes. Thanks, Agent Dick—I mean Drake—for interrupting my reunion with Jacade's dimple.
    "Well, umm." Shoot. Drake caught me. No way to keep the details from Jacade now. "Viktor got me alone in a bathroom and he sort of uh… forced himself on me from behind."
    Jacade clenches my hand painfully tight. I tug against his hold. He looks down at our hands and relaxes his grip but doesn't let go.
    "So, he raped you?" Agent Drake asks, his voice empathetic and cautious.
    "No," I say, shaking my head. "His words were something like I'm gonna fuck you in both holes, and I won't be gentle ." I swallow, my voice a mere whisper. " Once an orphan whore, always an orphan whore ." I pull my hand out of Jacade's, cross my arms in my lap, and focus on the tube in my wrist. "So I sliced him with a razor from the countertop and locked him in the bathroom."
    Jacade whirls and stalks away, hands on his hips. "Fuck!" His yell bounces off the walls and stings my ears. He pivots and walks back to me with molten lava boiling in his eyes.
    Agent Drake ignores Jacade's outburst. "And do you know what motivated Mr. Karson to kidnap Dr. Jordan?"
    "No, I don't. I think he was mentally ill."
    Drake nods. "Can you tell me who shot Viktor with his own .38 Special?"
    "I did," Jacade declares as he returns to his stance beside my bed, broadening his chest and planting his feet.
    "Yeah, we found both of your prints on the revolver," agent Drake responds.
    Jacade put his prints on the gun? He's covering for me?
    Jesus, Jacade.
    A loud buzz and wild beeps break the silence. Jacade looks from me to the alerting monitors. "Leave now, Drake."
    "Not before I say my piece." Agent Drake dips his head to my eye level and pins me with his steel-blue gaze. "If I were lucky enough to have a woman as fine as you fall in love with me, you'd be damn sure she'd never have to put a gun in her hair and save me."
    "Get the fuck out!" Jacade yells.
    "Sure. If I may have a word in the hall, Dr. Jordan?"
    Wow, Special Agent Hunter Drake is the paragon of imperturbability in the face of Jacade's untamed wrath.
    Drake tips his chin to me. "You have my number, Ms. Summers."
    Jacade growls and motions past Shane into the hall. Drake folds his notepad under his arm and strides out the door. Jacade huffs behind him. I flop my head on my pillow and take deep breaths.
    Holy crap.
    ***
    Jacade
     
    Drake follows me a few yards down the hallway outside Ivy's room. I have to get rid of this asshole before I kill him.
    He aims his finger at me. "You put your woman at risk."
    He's such a smug bastard.
    "Listen, fucktard, I've worked my whole life to keep her untouched. You're talking shit you know nothing about."
    "Really. Well, we'll see. Hey, can you tell me anything about a missing Carlos "Sly" Abbas Jr., drug addict?" he asks.
    "No."
    Drake continues as if his life is not in imminent danger. "Didn't your mother, Carolyn Ellis, die from an OD?" He raises his eyebrows. "Do you do drugs too or just sell them?"
    You're a trailer trash delinquent .
    "Fuck off." I speak to him and Leo's cackling laugh at the same time.
    "How about Ellis Suites? Any idea why the rooms are so expensive?"
    Oh, this man has just dealt his last card. Jett is off-limits,