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I’m sorry.

He knew I’d come here, knew I’d open the safe and find this. I couldn’t imagine how desperate he must’ve felt! I crumpled the note in my fist and brought it to my chest. What the fuck were you doing, dad? And why the hell didn’t you confide in me?

“This report is over six months old.” Kane said. “Did you know about this?”

I shook my head. “No. I knew he was having tests, but he told me it was just routine.” I lowered my gaze to the three strands of DNA all entwined against the backdrop of a galaxy. You’re my world, Helene. I want you to know that. You and your sisters mean everything and there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to protect you.

That anger and rage I’d carried into the house trembled and suddenly fell away. I’d wanted to hate him for what he’d done to me and what he’d failed to do. But how could I hate what I didn’t understand? Six months. Six goddamn months.

I didn’t understand any of this.

Not one bit.

Beep.

Riven reached down, grabbed his cell, and stared at the screen. “Looks like we need to head back into the city. St. James has some guys he wants us to meet.”

“What guys?” Hunter asked.

“Fucks me. Some men who are willing to lay a lot of money on the table…men who deal in diamonds.”

I jerked my gaze upwards. “Diamonds?”

Riven met my stare, those dark eyes twinkling already. “Yes, Trouble. Diamonds.”

EIGHT

Riven

Six months…that motherfucker had known about this for six fucking months? I lifted my head and glanced into the rear-view mirror to Helene, to find her staring out the window. I wanted to say something, anything to ease her goddamn pain. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t do a damn thing but push the accelerator all the way to the floor and head to the meeting.

But…goddamn him.

I turned from her reflection and focused on the road.

Goddamn him all the way to Hell.

I lost myself in the streets of the city as I made our way to a bar downtown. I turned into the almost empty rear parking lot and pulled into a space near London’s Audi.

The Sons.

I killed the engine and climbed out of the hulking, slowass piece of shit and closed the door. I took the opportunity to scan the lot, the exits, and the cars parked in the shadows. They were out there, watching, waiting. At least that savage blond-haired motherfucker. The beast one would no doubt be at home…protecting the one person they all cared about.

Sister to the woman I was one day going to marry…my Helene.

I opened the back door, watching for movement as she stepped out. My pulse sped the second she was near, just like it had the moment I’d climbed from my car and saw her lying in the street. Because I was going to marry her. She belonged to us, but it was my ring she was going to wear. By hell or high water, it was my ring, our name…our future where she’d find herself. I wasn’t going to let her slip away from me. Not again.

“This the place?” Kane asked.

“It’s where he told me,” I answered coldly.

Hunter took a step, scanning the parking lot and the alley, no doubt picking up on the same details I had before…

“Cruz,” St. James’ deep rumble came from the rear of the dark club.

I turned around, reached for her, and placed a hand on her lower back, guiding her toward London. We knew nothing about these assholes. Nothing apart from the name Lawlor.

We headed for the door and stepped into the darkened club.

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