It was clear she was terrified, and the adrenaline was pumping through her body, putting her even more on edge. Her eyes were wide, and she was staring at the bloodied piece of wood in his hand. He tossed it into a pile of garbage. That shook her from her frozen stance, and her head snapped to where the corpse had been, making her eyes widen even more. Hunter held up his hand. “There’s a lot to explain.” She saw the blood on his fingers, and that snapped her into action. Chloe strode off down the alley, barging past him, and out towards the relative safety of the busy street beyond. It was all Hunter could do to turn and follow her, trying not to spook her even more, just matching her speed and keeping his distance. And even in these circumstances, he couldn’t help staring at her ass as she moved, taut and peachy under her jeans; this was the effect she had on him, the effect she had on all of them. It was her gift, and she didn’t even know about it. When she reached the sidewalk, she stopped and stood directly underneath a lamp post, letting the orange glow surround her, making sure she was completely visible to the few civilians milling up and down the street.
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