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“Ask away,鈥� Furi said, realizing they were almost to his exit.

鈥淎re you in trouble?鈥�

Furi turned; looking sharply at Syn. Furi probably wasn鈥檛 expecting that to be his first question, but that was the most important issue as far as Syn was concerned. He knew Furi wasn't involved in Starman鈥檚 murder, so he didn鈥檛 need to ask about that.

鈥淏efore I left the pub tonight, you asked me if someone had sent me and if I was working for him. Were you talking about your husband?鈥�

鈥淵es,鈥� Furi said roughly. 鈥淗e hasn鈥檛 seen or heard from me in almost a year. He might鈥檝e thought I was dead.鈥� He shrugged. 鈥淚 finally had him served with divorce papers, which means he now knows my address. He and his brother will come for me, guaranteed. Even if it鈥檚 only to serve up one more ass whipping before he signs the papers.鈥�

Syn heard the squeaking sound his steering wheel was making as he tightened his fists and squeezed the leather. He was getting angry, angrier than he鈥檇 been in a long time. The thought of someone harming the man beside him; touching even one lock of gorgeous hair on his head made Syn want to shoot something. He took a deep breath and tried to follow the directions Furi was giving him. He pulled up to a small house on the corner in a quiet neighborhood.

鈥淭his is your house?鈥� Syn asked.

鈥淯m. No, I rent the small basement apartment. It鈥檚 clean and safe,鈥� Furi said quietly.

Syn discreetly looked around the street. He didn鈥檛 want to scare Furi, but Syn was at defcon 3 now that he knew some bastard might want to hurt his man. My man. Putting the cart before the horse again. He didn鈥檛 want to push Furi, didn鈥檛 want to make him feel inferior or weak, but the urge to protect was there, and it was powerful. Furi was strong, he鈥檇 experienced the man鈥檚 force a couple times, but everyone needed help sometimes. Syn was just the man to help. That鈥檚 what he was good at, damn good at.”
― A. E. Via