Chapter 44
Cade shuffled Eva out of the house. Her bleeding nose wouldn’t leave my memory, and that would not do the bastard under Rafael’s boot any good.
I strode to the other foot and angled it just so. I placed my shoe on the heel and stomped. A loud crunch was followed by his scream.
I watched him, apathetic to his pain.
He’d almost kidnapped her.
After she’d disappeared so many times, we installed a tracker in her phone that dinged every time she left the house. It had saved her life this time, and ours. Because without her . . . I couldn’t bear to give it more thought.
It hadn’t happened, and she would never be taken from us.
This man had forced her to be strong and resilient because of violence I should have protected her from.
But he would feel every inch of her pain tenfold.