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wanted to ask for help but couldn’t...or maybe didn’t know how. Even in the grainy shot, Dak located several bruises on her caramel-colored arms and legs, not unusual for a submissive to show the signs of the relationship. The bruises, coupled with her expression, made him believe this woman needed saving.
    “What’s her name?” Dak asked.
    Gordon shrugged. “All I know is that she addresses herself as This Slave.”
    Nausea overcame Dak. He had to turn to his sink just in case he couldn’t hold his breakfast. Did that slimebucket Blade make his Lil’ Mary do the same thing? Now that Dak thought about it, why hadn’t Gordon asked for him to do a dual save? Where was Lil’ Mary in all of this?
    “Is Lil’ Mary still there, too? Will I need to save her?”
    Gordon let out an even longer sigh, then turned his back on Dak.
    “What the fuck?” Dak grabbed Gordon’s arm and spun him around. “What the hell do you know about Lil’ Mary?”
    Gordon regarded Dak for a beat before speaking. “We had to save her about a year ago.”
    Dak felt like a boulder had crushed his insides. “What?”
    “Moira called me.”
    “How did Moira know?” Dak knew the only way she could have known was if Lil’ Mary had been admitted to the hospital.
    The knowing look Gordon gave him supported his assumption.
    Dak nodded.
    His friend continued. “She knew about Blade and knew your history with Lil’ Mary.”
    “What happened to her?” No matter the grisly details, Dak wanted to know.
    “It doesn’t matter.”
    Dak grabbed Gordon’s arm again and pulled him closer to catch the expression in his eyes. “ I need to know.”
    Gordon didn’t pull from the grip. “A black eye and a chipped tooth.” He looked down before returning his gaze to Dak. “She had ‘whore,’ ‘slut,’ and ‘cunt’ written on her stomach and legs in permanent marker.”
    As much as Blade’s methods disgusted him, deep down Dak felt he caused her pain. If he could have been the Dom Lil’ Mary wanted, she wouldn’t have felt the need to seek it elsewhere. He could have protected her.
    “So where is she now? Why didn’t you bring her back here to me?” Dak let Gordon go.
    “We knew you would want to kill Blade when you found out what had happened to her, and most importantly, Lil’ Mary didn’t want to come back to you. She specifically said she wanted to go to another Dom.”
    Dak couldn’t deduce which aspect hurt him more: hearing about Lil’ Mary’s ordeal with Blade or the fact that she’d chosen the unknown after getting out of the hospital over the sanctuary of his home. Knowing that he hadn’t been the one she could come to cut him deep inside.
    “She’s with another Dom, someone who’s a part of the SAFE program in another state.”
    “Which state?”
    Gordon stared at Dak for a while.
    “What? I just want to know that she’s okay.”
    “Trust me. She is. Let her be. Focus on This Slave right now.” Gordon held up the picture again.
    Dak snatched it from his friend’s hand and stared at it as though any moment she would tell him why she stayed with Master Blade instead of asking to be released.
    Maybe saving This Slave would be good for him. He could question her about her relationship with Blade to understand Lil’ Mary’s decision. It would also be good to take something from Blade.
    “Get me that information on the house. I’m in.”
    Gordon smiled and pumped his fist in the air like he just won Wimbledon.
    “But I’m telling you, after this, that’s it. I really do want to get into police work. Having a B-and-E on my record before taking the police exam won’t help me in my future career.”
    Gordon chuckled. “Got it. Everything is going to go smoothly. I promise. And I swear, after this save, I won’t ask you for anything again.”
    Dak gazed at the slave in the picture. If he could get her from Blade, it would be the pinnacle of his work with SAFE. It would also be the best revenge on Blade. Time