Oh, she was aware.
Only, she prepared him for the worst.
“If we’re right, it’ll be the worst one yet. Am I wrong? I doubt it.”
Well, that sucked.
Now, she had to know. In her head, she was running the chances that Devon had figured out that one of her people was dating the Chief of Reservation Police.
They’d been so careful, too.
“Did she come in contact with us at any time? We now know he’s been watching us and has been able to since he wasn’t traveling. We tried to get her into protective custody, but the only reason we didn’t was her contact with us. That was her safety net.”
Ivan considered it.
He almost said no.
Then, it hit him.
FUCK.
They’d just seen her.
TODAY.
Holy shit! It appeared that they’d just put a bullseye on her back.
“What?” Elizabeth asked, when he didn’t answer her right away.
He told her.
“Son of a bitch, Elizabeth. We all saw her at the council house a few hours ago when they went to try and get Jet a burial plot. She showed up, and she came right up to us. The husbands hugged her, and they were laughing and talking. We made contact, inadvertently, but we assumed the rez was safe.”
Well, shit.
Up to that point, they’d managed to keep the two apart, and Rayna away from them because it had been safe.
It.
Was.
Not.
If he was all up in their business, following them, or paying for information, Rayna absolutely would be a target.
Holy.
Shit.
This was about to blow up.
Because they fucked up, and it might have just cost another innocent woman her life.
And Caspian his future.
Chapter Fourteen
The J. Edgar Hoover
