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Every time he thought about how this woman had gone on a seven-day trip and only sent him one text message, not answering his calls, he had already chalked that up on his account. Plus, the life-threatening act of intercepting an armored vehicle, this needed another mark.
"Why didn't you answer my calls?" Yves King crossed his arms, standing in front of baby Cade, casting a shadow over her as he began to tally up.
Did baby Cade know that Yves King wanted to settle accounts with her? Playing dumb was simple, wasn't it?
"The signal was bad, and my phone was almost out of battery," she thought for a second and then realized something wasn't right. Why did she have to report her whereabouts to Yves King? "That's none of your business, you're being too controlling. I'm a police officer, an adult."
