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“How long ...” Danny trailed off, talking to Steve’s back.
“Did they keep me captive?” Every line in Steve’s body was taut, every muscle tense.
“Yes.”
Silence, then the one word Danny feared – and expected.
“Classified.”
“Dammit, Steve, you screamed your head off last night. You got to tell me something.”
“Why?” Steve whirled around. Eyes hard, yet the pain wasn’t fully hidden.
“Because ...” Danny’s hands flew up in exasperation, then dropped as he heaved a sigh. “Because I care about you. A lot.”
Silence, then Steve moved, stood right in Danny’s space. He finally murmured, “Nine days, Danno.”