Sam stifled a laugh; he wanted to chuckle, but Kimberly looked scarier than Dakota, even when Dakota was at his angriest. Kim hadn’t said anything to him, but he could tell just by looking at her eyes. "Um, well, that’s good, Dax. The culprit hasn’t been caught yet, so you’re still in danger. You should really listen to Kim, and Roger’s guys are trained; they’ll definitely be on high alert while watching over you. You can feel a bit safer, right?" Kim grabbed her bag from the couch, walked over to the bed, and kissed Dakota’s forehead briefly. "Get some rest; you still have a fever. I have some business to take care of. Sam, I want to talk to you outside for a minute." Sam, who was just about to get comfortable, straightened up. He glanced at Dakota, who shrugged in confusion, just as Kim disappeared through the door, and he quickly followed her, not wanting the young woman to get mad at him. Outside the room.Sam furrowed his brow as Kim handed him a piece of paper, both sta
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