Page 94 of Vetted for Vengeance
“We’ll follow all leads.”
“You won’t find anything,” I hold his gaze. “Men like that don’t leave evidence.”
The detective studies me a little more carefully now.
“And you know that because?”
I smile. “Because I’m very good at spotting patterns.”
He pauses for a moment, then nods and steps away.
And I’m left standing in the quiet, watching the ambulance pull away.
Watching Noah leave.
I have to stay and look for the other man. I have to protect my practice, my staff and Noah’s dogs.
But none of that is a priority.
The police are doing a thorough sweep of the area. My staff are confident they are safe.
I want to be with Noah.
But I’m focused on the man who thought he could touch what’s mine and walk away.
That was his first mistake.
His second…
Will be not finishing the job.
Chapter forty-four
Noah
I’m glad to be home. Or my current version of home.
Rhys’s home.
He’s right behind me, close enough that I can feel him without looking. Ready to catch me if my legs give out again. The hospital said I was fine. Three hours of checks, observations, and oxygen.
Fine.
But my body doesn’t agree.
Rhys guides me straight into the living room, not even pausing for the usual shoe removal. That alone tells me how serious he thinks this is.
The sofa has been turned into a bed.
Quilt. Pillows. Everything stripped back and rebuilt for me.
The drumbeat of a wagging tail pulls my attention away.
Honey.
She leaves her pups immediately, crossing the space to me as if I’m the only thing that matters.
“Sit first,” Rhys orders.
