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“Something tells me you were holding your own.” She glanced at him now, and again the swelling on her face made his anger rise. “You need to get to a medbooth.”

She fingered her cheek. “I’m fine.”

A door banged open. Male voices filtered into the building.

“Come on.” Hunt grabbed her hand and headed in the opposite direction.

“I hear her,” a man yelled.

“Don’t let her get away!” Maz’s voice.

Shit.Hunt tugged Relda around a stack of boxes and found a back door. There was a gleaming bio-lock on it.

He didn’t have time to use his Marshal override to unlock it. Instead, he prayed his increased strength would be enough. He aimed his shoulder at the door and hit it at a run.

The lock broke, the door flung open, and they burst out into a quiet alley. There were no crowds to hide in here.

“There.” He pointed to a ladder leaning against the wall of one of the two-story buildings. He shoved Relda ahead of him, and she raced up the ladder without hesitation. He quickly followed her up.

The men erupted into the alley, shouting.

“Faster, Relda.”

At the top, they raced along the rooftops. Hunt took a brief second to appreciate Relda’s mesmerizing grace as she ran. As they reached the end of the row of buildings, he paused to glance back.

Three men were racing toward them, weapons drawn.

With a grim frown, Hunt studied the gap. It was too far to jump, and there were no steps or ladders down. There was only a thin wire strung across the alley that he guessed was used to hang laundry on.

“Marshal, I hope you have a plan,” Relda said.

He opened one of the pockets on his vest and pulled out a narrow coil of reinforced rope. “Trust me?”

“I don’t trust anyone.”

“I’m not asking you to trust anyone. I’m asking you to trustme.” He opened his arms.

She studied him for a second before stepping in close and putting her arms around him.

Her feminine scent engulfed him—something smoky and spicy. “Hold on tight.”

As she wound a slim leg around him, threatening to destroy his concentration, he slipped the rope over the wire running above the street.

Laser fire hit the roof three meters away from them, and Relda let out a gasp.

Once he was certain she was holding tight, Hunt pushed off.

She let out a short yelp, her arms and legs tightening around him. Very soon, he planned to have her doing that…naked.

They zoomed across the alley, and people below called out and pointed. Relda pressed her face against his neck.

They reached the roof across the alley, and Hunt ran a few steps on the tiles until he got his balance. He kept a tight grip on her. “Made it.”

She lifted her head and gave a quick laugh. “You’re handy to have around, Marshal.”

His lips twitched. “And you haven’t seen my best skills yet.”

She smiled. “I bet.”