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Catherine turned on Walker in a fierce fashion I had not realized she was capable of. “Don't you hit her again,” she said, her pretty eyes narrowed. Walker simply looked at Catherine, his expression like granite, one eyebrow cocked in amazement. It was as if a kitten had challenged a lion and the lion couldn't quite comprehend what had just taken place. “Excuse me?” he asked, his tone deceptively soft. “You heard me, I told... you not to hit her again, and I meant it!” Catherine replied bravely, even as her words faltered under his stony gaze. “My dear, perhaps we need to discuss who tells who what to do in this house,” Walker said with silky smooth intent.