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chapter 56

It s Deacon, I can smell him.

He surprises me with the low, husky hostility in our link and I blink, stomach turning itself in knots as I realize what he just said. Trying to ignore the tone of a killer in his undercurrent because I know Colton is a seasoned warrior, and I m about to see it for myself for a second time.

How do you know what Deacon smells like?

I blanch, looking from Colton to the truck and trying to figure out how we would know that unless he knew him. He couldn t have gotten scent from my projected memories. I mean, Deacon is a Santo, but if he s been at the facility for years, then I assumed Colton would have been a boy and not really known him. Deacon is older by maybe ten years, and I don t recall pulling him from any of his memories, but then again, I haven t looked.