Chapter 20

He’d always hated closed dark spaces. Although he’d learned to control the worst of his phobia, he felt clammy sweat break out on his body and had to fight the urge to slam against the walls and door in hopes of finding some way to break free. However, it could be worse. He was not bound or trussed up. Steadying himself with a few deep slow breaths, he pushed up from the floor where Alesandro’s shove had sent him sprawling. He found he could stand and move a step in either direction. A long arm’s length to the rear, he felt a wall.

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Perry almost stayed longer than he should have, considering he had another split shift to work. He drove a little faster than normal when he headed back to Riata. Julio had given him a lot to think about. Really, the only question now was how much to pursue while he was on duty and what might be better done privately, out of uniform and in his own vehicle.