Deadly Heat (Deadly #2)(104)

Shouts came from the house. The firefighters had pulled back, and the roof fell in with a loud whoosh.

“He’s not coming out of that,” Luke said quietly.

No, he wasn’t. Phoenix wouldn’t rise again.

Kim and Hyde headed for Garrison’s team. Monica knew they’d need to get statements. They needed to block off the scene and get ready for the reporters who would be swarming them.

“Kenton’s going to make it,” Luke told her again, and his arm brushed against her.

Luke—always trying to reassure her. She swallowed. Life could be so hard sometimes. So very dangerous. There were no promises in this world. No guarantees of happy endings. Monica knew that truth better than most.

But…

But sometimes, you had to take your chance at happiness and hold on tight to it. “I’m not moving into that hole in the wall you call an apartment.” Her voice came out a little raspy. Probably due to the black smoke thickening the air.

His hands caught her shoulders, and he turned her to face him. “Monica?”

“But there’s plenty of room at my place. If you want to move in there.”

His smile came slowly, and it made her pulse quicken, just as it always did. “You sure?”

She’d never been more certain of anything—or anyone. “Yes.” Because she didn’t want to spend any more time away from him.

Life was too short. Death was too quick.

If she was going to spend her days chasing killers, then she damn well wanted to spend her nights with the man she loved.


“Easy, Lake. Just take it easy.” The voice seemed too loud. Too close. Kenton opened his eyes and immediately squinted against the light. He tried to speak—

Only a groan emerged. Jesus, it felt as if he’d swallowed fire.

Fire.

He lurched up, a series of beeps rang out, loud and long, and something pulled hard on his arm. “Lor… a…” A whisper, not the yell it should have been.

“Damn, son, take it easy, you can’t pull out your IV.” Hyde’s frowning face came into focus.

IV? His gaze flew around the room. So white and bright. Beside him, a stack of machines flashed green and red lights.

He was in a bed. Hospital.

His right hand lifted, and his palm pressed over his chest. The IV tugged at him.

“The shot missed your heart, but you bled…” Hyde sighed. “Too much. You had the docs really going for a while.”

Kenton’s gaze lifted to Hyde’s.

“Don’t ever do that again,” his boss ordered.

For Lora? No, he would do it. If it meant saving her, hell, yeah. “Wh-where…” Why did it hurt so much to talk?

“You had a tube down your throat for the last two days,” Hyde told him as he shoved a straw toward Kenton’s mouth. “Take it easy. Didn’t I tell you that already?”

He realized that Hyde looked different. He wore a wrinkled suit. There were deeper lines near his eyes and thick stubble—black sprinkled with gray—covered his jaw.

“Lora.” She was the only thing that mattered right then. He’d seen her, outside that house—hadn’t he? Those last moments were jumbled, confused, but there was an image of her floating in his head.

Pale cheeks. Wide eyes. Lips that trembled and said I love you.

The machines beeped louder.

Please, don’t be a f*cking dream.

“I’m here.”

His head swiveled to the right and it hurt, but he didn’t care, because Lora stood just inside the doorway. Her arms were bandaged, her hands covered with gauze, and— So beautiful.

“I had to—to get the bandages changed or I would have been here—” She exhaled and stared at him with wide eyes. “You scared me.”

And it wasn’t easy to scare Lora Spade.

Hyde cleared his throat and stepped back. Kenton lifted his hand and realized that he had white gauze to match hers.

She came to him with her eyes shining and her lips smiling.

“Told you he was too tough to let one bullet take him down,” Hyde muttered, crossing his arms. “It takes one hell of a lot more than that to knock out an SSD agent.”

Yeah, well, the bullet and the fire had come pretty close.

Lora leaned over him. He wanted to touch her, but didn’t want to hurt her. Burns. He remembered her slapping the fire around him. On him. Kenton stared up at her. “I love you, Lora Spade.”

Her gaze held his. He saw her swallow.

“Monica is tying up the last of the loose ends,” Hyde said, “but the Phoenix case will be officially closed in just a few more days.” He pointed at Kenton. “And you’ll tell the city. You’ll be the face on the news they see, letting them know they’re safe again.”

“Another one down,” Kenton murmured.

“And the rest of them had better f*cking fear us.” Hyde nodded, then the briefest of smiles lifted his lips.

Hyde’s mission was personal. Kenton knew that, but not why. And he’d never asked. Some secrets just weren’t for sharing.

“Take it easy, Lake. No setbacks. I want you in fighting form again soon.”

“Yes, sir.”

Hyde glanced at Lora. “Ms. Spade, it’s been a pleasure. You ever get the urge for a career change, you call me.”