Royce was already past that stage, and he glared back at the man who was glaring at him.“I’ll go with him,” Sophie insisted. “I don’t want a fight.”Well, Royce did. He wanted to beat this moron to a pulp if he was the one who’d hired those gunmen. And Royce was leaning in the direction of that if being highly likely.“You’re not going with him,” Royce insisted, and he shot her a warning glance over his shoulder. “Stay put. I’ll handle this. And then we’ll finish that conversation about your father.”Sophie swallowed hard, but he wasn’t sure she would actually listen to him. She was turning out to be a lot more stubborn than he’d thought she would be, and his expectations in that area had been pretty darn high.With his gun drawn and ready, Royce went to the door, unlocked it and threw it open. He gave Travis a quick once-over and didn’t see any visible weapons. However, the man was wearing a thick winter coat, and he could hide lots of things under that.“I heard about the shooting, and I got here as fast as I could,”
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