Laurie asked, concern in her eyes. “Do you think they found Donovan and he’s convinced them to come after us?” Steele placed his hands on her shoulders and locked gazes with her. “He hurt you, remember? You have nothing to be afraid of.” She shook her head. “No. If he wants to make trouble, he’ll do it. If he wants to get back at me … or you … he’ll do it. He’ll buy people off if he has to.” Steele glanced toward Rip, who had paced several yards away and was speaking intently on the phone. “He won’t buy off Killer. He’s a true friend.” Rip slipped his phone into his pocket and walked toward Steele, his expression grim. Laurie reached for Steele’s hand and he enveloped it in his. “Well?” Steel prompted. Rip glanced at Laurie, then back to Steele. “They found Donovan a few hours ago at his house. He was dead.” Laurie sucked in a breath and Steele squeezed her hand. Rip gazed at Laurie again. “And the police are looking for you.” His lips compressed in a tight line.
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