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“My God,” Harper says. “What are we into? What makes a woman her age run and hide with this kind of determination? She’s literally got to be afraid for her life.”
“Which makes sense,” Blake replies. “She must know what we know. Her son was poisoned. She must think she’s next.”
“Who inherits? Isaac?” Grayson asks before I can.
“The oldest living biological child,” Blake states.
I frown. “But it doesn’t state Isaac’s name?”
“The verbiage is likely an attorney-inserted basic clause,” Blake replies, “especially considering you’re years younger than Isaac.”
“I’ve never found the Kingstons don’t do anything without purpose, especially something this important. Is there another sibling?”
“He fucked around with my mother,” Eric says. “It’s hard to believe she was the first and last woman he did that with.”
“Or,” Savage offers. “Did your father plan to kill off Isaac? I mean, he is a pain in the fucking ass and a pathetic representation of his bloodline.”
I press my hands to the island. He’s not wrong.
Chapter ninety-nine
Eric
My cellphone rings before I can respond to the bombshell, if it even is that. I grab my phone from the island and glance at the caller ID. “Speaking of the pain in the fucking ass himself,” I say and hit decline.
I lean across the island and look at Grayson. “Go to work and stay away. I’m not sure why Blake, and Savage, the fucktard himself, let you come up here.”
“He pays us a lot of money,” Savage replies, “and he means you no harm.”
At least he’s honest, which I value in a person, probably because the Kingstons are all big fat liars. Which is why I stay focused on Grayson. “I can’t do what I need to do while I’m worried about you.”
“And what exactly is it that you think you need to do?” he challenges.
“Whatever the situation calls for. You need to understand that one moment of hesitation could mean someone ends up dead. I can’t be in a position where I hesitate because of you. Where I frame words or actions to protectyou.”
“Then let me take Harper with me.”
“No,” Harper says immediately. “I can’t go. I appreciate it very much, Grayson, but my mother is involved in all of this. And they came at me. That makes me a target who doesn’t need to be by your side.”
“Take Mia out of here,” I repeat. “At least give me forty-eight hours, Grayson.”
“I’m not leaving, but we’ll lock down with protection.” He pushes off the island and looks at Blake. “Lock us down. Two days.” He glances at me. “But I want updates.”
Relief washes over me and I give a firm incline of my chin. “Done.” I eye Blake, who motions to Savage.
“At your service,” he says to Grayson. “Actually, Smith will be your man. I’m just going to escort you to him.”
Grayson gives me a quick piercing stare meant to be a command and then heads for the door. He’s the only fucking guy on planet Earth that can give me a look like that and I’ll just take it. And listen. “Gigi knows what this is about,” Harper says, lowering her voice. “Wehaveto get to her.”
“We don’t need Gigi. Isaac is here and knows everything.”
“On Isaac,” Blake interjects. “We have proof that he’s been meeting with Nicholas Marshall, the young, newly-minted prince of the mob, who’s known to have a long history with the unions.”
“Newly-minted, meaning what?” Harper asks.
“His father died,” Blake says. “He took over.” His eyes meet mine. “Sound familiar?”
“Isaac isn’t working alone,” I say. “He and Nicolas have a plan to rule the world together.”
