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I can’t do this. I can’t do this.

“Can it be? Elijah Miller? After all these years?”

“It is.” He struggled to speak. Seeing her after all this time had sucked the air from his lungs. “How are you, Hannah?”

She tilted her head to the side, her grin widening. “How long have you been home? I haven’t heard a word about your visit.”

“I just arrived, actually.” He forced out each word carefully. Painfully.

A buzzing sound zipped through the air between them, and suddenly all of Eli’s wavering uncertainty vanished. It sounded like the crack of a weapon. Eli turned his head to the woods behind him. Was that gunfire?

He dived forward, covering Hannah with his body and forcing her to the ground. Eleven years working the city streets had taught him to react first and think later.

A second buzzing flew over them. A nanosecond later, the front window of the house shattered.

Oh, yeah. That was gunfire.