Deadly Heat (Deadly #2)(106)

“Aren’t all of the SSD’s cases ‘special’?”

No. Some were sick and twisted, but they sure weren’t special.

Hyde’s smile faded. “If I call you, it’ll be because I need you.”

Kenton nodded. “Yes, sir.”

And when he called, Hyde knew he could count on Kenton. “Invite me to the wedding, Agent Lake, or I’ll be pissed.”

Kenton laughed.

Sometimes, Hyde wanted to see happy endings, too.

“You’ll have a front-row seat,” Kenton promised before he eased from the room.

When he’d gone, Hyde’s gaze drifted back to the photo. After years of having it in storage, he’d taken it out again just a few days ago.

Sometimes… he just got so tired of the nightmares.

But nightmares were his job. He’d made that decision long ago. Facing the monsters. Stopping them—that was what he did.

His fingers slid over Angela’s face.

Killers, like MacIntyre, were often very good at hiding in plain sight. Hiding as lovers, friends, wives.

But no one could hide forever, and his team was getting good at hunting down serials and forcing them into the full light of day. No matter what it took, they would be stopped.

The SSD would make sure of it.

Hide while you can, but we’re coming after you.

Time to drag the monsters into the light.

Even if they had to do it one at a f*cking time.