Foralongmoment,Lusaidnothing.

        Thenewshitlikeapunchtothegut.

        Reya.Hetriedtorecilethegirlhekhwhathe''''''''djustheard,butthepiecesdidn''''''''tfit.Eventhoughshewaslegallyanadult,inhismindshewasstillthatquiet,wide-eyedchildgingtohissleevewhehundershookthewindows.

        Alltheseyears,she''''''''dnevermentionedanyboys.Noschoolcrushes,note-nightphonecalls,nohalf-heartedliesaboutdatingorevenafavoredcelebrity.Iftherehadbeensomeoneinherlife,surelyitwouldn''''''''thavebeensomeonelikeJulian.

        Lukerthantocastjudgmentonthedead.Butinthismoment,logicgavewaytosomethingfarmoreprimal.

        Hewasn''''''''tjustapolicecaptainfaganunfoldingcase.

        Hewasamanstrugglingtoacceptthepossibilitythatthegirlhehadsworntoprotectmighthavebeenhurt—used—bysomeonewhoshouldneverhavebeennearherinthefirstpce.

        Theragethatroseinhimhadnothingtodowithduty,ahingtodowithlove.

        "Anysignsofastruggle?"Luasked.

        "ly,"Brianreplied.

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