He was more important than my arms or legs; he was the blood that used to flow through my veins, the air in my lungs...

Holden's thoughts: "I left my house not quite sure what happened. I should have never let Baker and Liv become friends. Should have know they would team up on me. Now, I was suddenly the errand boy -- that was Baker's job. Damn it, I hated Christmas.

Baker's point of view: Femi directed her cat eyes to me with a devious glint in them. "So you've been banging the boss's daughter." I choked on my sandwich. She raised an eyebrow. "That's pretty gutsy, Baker." Holden pinched the bridge of his nose and an angry vein popped out of his forehead.

Holden's point of view: 'I didn't say anything for the rest of the trip to Barker's house. Quintus kept talking until I could feel a vein twitching in my forehead. I had never been so happy to see Baker in my life than when his house finally came into view.