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No.

Jesus.

Shit.

My body aches as I push myself onto my hands and knees. I whimper from a sharp pain in my chest as I crawl out of the broken side window.

Once outside the wrecked SUV, I use the side of the

vehicle to lean on as I climb to my feet. The sight meeting me steals the breath from my lungs.

No No No No No.

Lev's lying by the front of the overturned car, and men I've never seen before move in on me.

This was an organized hit.

Shit. Fuck.

Standing with my back to the car, I use the diamond of my

wedding ring to write, hoping to God it will be legible.

When two men get dangerously close to me, I kick off my high heels and assume a fighting stance because there's no way I'm going down without a fight, even if I am outnumbered.

Dad thought me to always fight until the very end. There's no giving up.

Here goes nothing, Daddy.

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