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delicious. She took off her shirt and leaned on his chest. She bit his ear. He slapped her ass as a reply. She pulled back to look at him. Carter rode his tongue along his bottom lip with a very suggestive wink. She was about to undress further when they heard someone pounding on the door.
    “NYPD…”
    “Oh not now,” Carter whispered.
    “… OPEN UP!”
    “Is there another way out?” Farrell asked under her breath.
    “Yeah, my bedroom window.”
    They both got to their feet and quickly picked up their shirts. Farrell looked for her gun, but Carter was already slipping it into his right shoe. She’d have to find a way to get it back. But for now, she had more urgent preoccupations. They walked on tiptoe to the bedroom while Williams was still pounding on the door. Carter and Farrell heard the door crash open just before they got out through the window. Farrell was out first, but she waited for Carter.
    “Waiting for me? Wow, I’m flattered,” he said.
    “Actually, I just need directions. Where are we?”
    “You know this place, been here often.” Carter took her hand and walked to the main street. As she was behind him, Farrell spotted his gun secured by his belt in the back of his trousers. When they arrived on the main road, she recognized the place at first sight. She pulled him to her, and embraced him.
    “Well, this has been very nice, mister Carter,” she said to distract his attention while she stole his gun.
    “Yeah, we should do that again,” he answered ironically. “Where do you live?”
    “Puerto Rico.” She laughed, and ran away just as he turned around for a second when Williams called his name.

 
     
     
     
     
     
    Her Place
     
    Farrell had been sitting at her table for about an hour. She observed people come in and out of the pub. So far, no sign of Carter. Williams had probably arrested him the night before. That would mean she didn’t have to worry anymore. She thought he was just acting a strong and threatening persona, but she discovered how dangerous he actually was when he drugged her. Dangerous and attractive; that was definitely not a good combo.
    “Are you alright?” López asked.
    Farrell started up. She hadn’t seen him coming. “Yes, I’m fine,” she said.
    “I told you to be careful, didn’t I?”
    “Rafa, I’m fine,” Farrell insisted. “I can take care of myself, thank you.”
    López looked worried. He was telling her to watch out for danger, but at the same time, he was being mysterious.
    “I left him with the cops, last night,” Farrell said. “I guess he got arrested.”
    “Don’t be so sure,” López replied. “He was here today; left just before you arrived.”
    “Hm.” Farrell instantly lost her smile. “And what did you talk about?”
    López grinned. “Mostly you.”
    “I’m flattered,” Farrell said, though she wasn’t thinking it.
    “Reese told me you gave him your address. Are you actually starting to be friends?” he joked.
    “I didn’t give my address,” Farrell said, slightly worried.
    “Really? Well, he knew.”
    “I said I lived in Puerto Rico,” she remembered. “I guess that was enough information.”
    “Juliana, sweetheart, there’s something you should know,” López said in a low voice. “Reese and I have been friends for a long while. And although I don’t always agree with his ways, I often help him. The reason you escaped last night is because I warned him the police were on their way. And—”
    “ You gave him my address,” Farrell violently interrupted him. López didn’t answer, but Farrell read guilt all over his face. “First you tell him about the musical, now this?” She stood up, put some money on the table, gathered her stuff, and granted him her most deadly look. “You just lost one of your most faithful customers,” she added on her way out.
     
    Carter stood in front of the building. Avenue of Puerto Rico, Brooklyn. Farrell thought he wouldn’t find her. Well, she should have kept