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“Jasmine.”

“No. Don’t touch her. Don’t talk to her. I’m still tempted to rip your head off for putting her at risk.”

“Roth,” she began, but he cupped the back of her head, pressing her face into his chest as he growled, “Don’t defend him. He doesn’t deserve it.”

He was so angry, he was shaking. She was strangely calm. She reached up and squeezed his nape to soothe him.

“I’m okay,” she murmured.

He buried his face in her hair and held her so tightly that she felt a flash of panic. “Roth.”

Instantly, he eased his hold, but apparently, he was done talking because he started toward the exit.

“Fuck all of you,” he said with enough venom that she jolted and let out an unhappy hum of protest because she was too exhausted to chastise him.

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