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So, what are you going to do? Have Carlisle look into it with everything else you’ve got him doing?

I shove the thought away and reach for my drink. “What about the airstrip?”

“What about it?”

“Do we still have unfettered access?”

“Of course.”

I pour myself some whiskey and glance over at her, but she shakes her head. “I want access to every warehouse within the city limits, even the lesser-known ones.”

Jennifer smiles slowly. “I expected as much.”

“I’ll consider the new terms.”

Jennifer sags and closes her eyes. When she opens them again, I hand her a glass, and she downs the drink in one gulp. “Thanks.”

“You should get out while you still have the chance.”

Jennifer grips the glass tighter and studies me. “I don’t have a choice.”

“You do, but that window is closing. If you don’t move soon, you’ll be too far gone to get out. What’s worse, you won’t even want to.”

Jennifer sighs. “So, I guess the rumors are true. You really do care about someone.”

“Is that you asking, or your father’s heir?”

Jennifer uses her free hand to rub her face. “That’s a fair question. I’m not sure I know how to answer that.”

“You won’t be able to separate one from the other.”

Jennifer sinks into the nearest chair and stares up at me. “I never thought I’d see the day when you were telling me to get out.”

I shrug. “Things change.”

“Peoplechange,” Jennifer says softly. “From where I’m standing, it looks like you should take your own advice.”

I finish my drink and look back at her. “Maybe.”

I know there’s no way out for me until I’ve taken care of all my problems, including Oliver.

Walking away now would be a death sentence for London and me.

After the past few months, I’m sure my father is having us watched, and I wouldn’t put it past him to drag us back, kicking and screaming.

He won’t hesitate to use London against me. I hate the new set of chains I’ve forced her into, but there’s no use in trying to fight it.

From the moment I laid eyes on her, I knew it would come to this.

And when she decided not to run, London signed her life away for good.

For better or worse, we’re in this together, and I’ll be damned if I take any of it lying down.

I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure London and I come out swinging.

Jennifer sets down her empty glass and stands up. She straightens out her clothes and lifts her gaze to mine. “You should take the deal. I’m telling you this as your friend, not as someone who stands to benefit. Things with the other families they’re… it’s bad, Mason.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”