“I do not wish any of this. I thought this was over.” Alexei turned his head, looking out into the night.

“It is over,” Holly insisted. “We just have some cleanup to do.”

“And when the next person comes after me?” Alexei asked.

“We handle it,” Caleb insisted.

Holly was glad she and Caleb were presenting a united front. “We deal with it. But, Alexei, we don’t walk away. Anything could happen to any one of us. We stay vigilant, but we don’t let fear ruin our lives. I’m willing to talk to the Marshals. I’m even willing to leave town for a while, but we will all go.”

“We can go to Chicago if we have to,” Caleb offered. “My family’s compound is very well guarded. We’ll talk to the Marshals, and then we’ll pack up Nick and head up there for a while. Alexei, you can play referee for me and my brother. Holly, I know you don’t want to deal with my family, but this is better than breaking up.”

“I can handle your family.” She could. She wasn’t the same girl who had gotten torn apart by the Langs. She was sure of herself now. She’d built a life and a home and found love. She had more work to do, but she could handle anything the world threw at her. Anything except losing her men.

Alexei put a hand on Caleb’s shoulder. “You would do this for me?”

Caleb was silent for a moment. “I would. I know you think you owe me, but I owe you, too. I wouldn’t be here without you. I wouldn’t have Holly without you. I would have gone on the way I had been. If you leave, I’ll take care of Holly. I won’t go back to the man I was before, but we will be incomplete. You have to see that. And don’t give me a bunch of bullshit about how you don’t have a job and I’m smarter than you. I don’t want to hear that crap. You can go to school. I’ll take care of it. You can figure out what you want to do. And so can Holly.”

“Really?” She hadn’t thought about it. She’d lived paycheck to paycheck for so long that the idea of finishing college hadn’t even occurred to her. But she could. She could go back to school. She was forty years old, and she felt like the world was new again.

Caleb’s eyes were warm in the rearview mirror. “Yes. I would love it if you studied nursing, but I won’t tell you what to do.”

She might enjoy being a nurse. “Maybe I’ll be a doctor and give you a run for your money, Caleb Burke.”

Caleb’s whole face fell. “Oh, god, no. I don’t even want to think about that. My point is I don’t want to listen to Alexei whine about his lack of a job. It’s not an excuse to walk away.”

“I have job. I am to be tending the bars at Trio. But I can go to school at same time.” Alexei turned back to her, and there was a confidence in his eyes that hadn’t been there before.

“That’s great, babe.” Up ahead she could see the Movie Motel, its lights blinking, announcing a vacancy. The movie was apparently in full swing as Holly could see the light from the screen illuminating the night.

Caleb turned into the parking lot. Holly could see the Marshals’ SUV up ahead. “While we’re here, we can check you out of the motel. I think we should all stay at Holly’s until we’re ready to go to Chicago.” He pulled into the parking space and turned back to them. “Do you have your gun?”

Alexei nodded. “I go nowhere without.”

Caleb nodded. “I put the tranq gun in the back.”

“Do I get a gun?” Holly asked. Everyone else had a gun.

“No,” they said at the same time.

She really should have a gun. She’d talk to Laura about it.

There was a sharp knock on the window. Holly startled but then looked up. Logan stood there glaring down.

“I want to talk to you,” he said, staring at Alexei.

Alexei nodded slowly and stepped out of the car. “What do you be needing, Deputy?”

Logan’s eyes were hard. “I need you out of my town. I figure you owe me, Markov. I took a lot of pain so your ass could live.”

“Logan,” Holly started. She felt for Logan. She’d known him for years, since he was just a kid, but she wasn’t about to let him run Alexei out of town.

The deputy turned on her. “Stop. I don’t want to hear it from you. I’m sick and tired of everyone telling me to be tolerant. I don’t have to be tolerant. He doesn’t belong here. He’s the one who brought those mobsters here, and now he’s brought another killer along with him. You might like to fuck him, but I’m not going to let my town go to hell because Holly Lang needs to get some.”

Holly Lang had had just about enough of Logan Green. She knew he’d gone through hell, but it was time for him to start coming out of it. “Logan, you back off. You have no right to try to run him out of town. If it hadn’t been for Alexei, you would be dead. I would be dead. I can’t imagine what you went through, but you’re alive.”

“He doesn’t want to be.” Caleb’s eyes had softened as he looked at the deputy. He placed himself between Holly and Logan. “And I know what that feels like. You’re not just mad at Alexei. You’re mad at everyone who walks around like the world is the same place it was before you were taken into that room. You hate every one of those fuckers who don’t get what you know—that the world is a fucked-up place just waiting to tear you up.”

“They don’t even see it. They just expect me to get over it because the wounds scabbed over and the broken bones healed.” Logan’s face was drawn in pain, but his eyes still stared at Alexei. “They don’t get that it could all happen again. Which is precisely why assholes like this guy shouldn’t be allowed in our town. I’m going to get rid of you one way or another. If you won’t leave on your own, then I can make your life hell.”

Holly felt her blood start to boil. She heard everything he’d said, but he was pushing her too far. “You back off, and do it now. Everyone in this town has been putting up with your crap for months. Don’t pretend that everything will be fine if Alexei is gone. You were drinking and fighting and endangering everyone in this community before he came back. You need help and everyone has done their best to give it to you, but you just tell everyone you’re fine and go back to the bar. It can’t go on, Logan. You’re a cop. You can’t be out of control.”

Logan laughed, a bitter, nasty sound. “We’re all out of control, Holly. Don’t be stupid.”

“You will use nicer tone of voice when you speak to woman. And don’t ever call her stupid.” Alexei’s tone had deepened. Holly was getting worried that he’d had enough of Logan’s bile, too.

Instead of backing down, Logan’s lips turned up in a feral smile. “I’ll call her whatever I like, asshole. What are you going to do about it?”

Caleb’s hands came out. “We’re not doing this. Logan, back off.”

One of the motel doors came open, and Holly saw Jessie standing there. She wore jeans and a T-shirt, her shoulder holster on display. There was a shiny gun resting against her left side. She quickly closed the door behind her and surveyed the group. “What the hell is going on? Alexei? I thought we agreed you would come alone.”

Alexei’s eyes widened as he looked over her. “I never say such thing. Where is Michael?”

“Busy,” she said shortly. “I’m in charge right now, and I don’t think they should be here.”

“He’s not going anywhere alone as long as someone out there is trying to kill him.” Caleb pointed to Jessie. “And you’re not taking him anywhere without us.”

“See,” Logan said with an ugly grin. “Everyone wants you gone, asshole. And take Holly and the Doc, too. We don’t need them.”

“You need many things, Logan,” Alexei said with a shake of his head. “I don’t think you will accept anything though. You will have to have patience because I am not going to leave. I live here now. I have a family here, and I will not leave them.”

“We’ll see about that.” Logan didn’t move, but he seemed to realize there were more people than he wanted around.

Jessie crossed her arms over her chest and gave a long-suffering sigh. “Alexei, we need to talk, and I don’t think we should do it with an audience. Dr. Sommerville, I mean Burke, why don’t you take Ms. Lang home, and I’ll talk to Alexei. I promise you, I can keep him safe.”

“Where is the other one? The other Marshal?” Caleb asked.

“Michael is working on the case with the sheriff. He should be back any minute. Look, this is serious, and we need to get you someplace safe. If you two are really serious about going with him, then you should go home and pack a bag. Time is of the essence,” Jessie said, her eyes going back to the door of her room.

Logan stiffened, his eyes narrowing, confusion plain. Holly saw his shoulders straighten and then relax as though he’d figured something out. He exchanged a look with Alexei, their eyes meeting and something passing between them. “Yeah, maybe you two should go do that.”

“I can handle all of this, Caleb. I will deal with Marshals, and then we can do what we planned on doing,” Alexei said, pulling a key from his pocket. He leaned over and brushed his lips against Holly’s. “Dushka, everything will be fine.” He turned back to Jessie. “Allow me to gather my things and speak to Holly and Caleb. I will return in moments.”

Her face tightened. “All right. You’re stubborn, you know. Maybe you should all go down to your room and really discuss this. You’re putting them in terrible danger. You’re going to realize that very soon.”

“I guess I’m not needed here anymore. Looks like you got this under control, Marshal.” Logan stepped back, tipping his hat with a mocking smile. “And Alexei, hope your trip goes well. Be sure to watch out for strangers. You never know when one is going to come up from behind—or in front.”

“I am going to talk to Nate about him. He’s lost his damn mind,” Holly grumbled. She turned and saw Logan jogging out toward his Bronco. She noticed that he passed it by and ran around to the front of the motel. What kind of trouble was he going to cause now?