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“Xavier, what can I do for you?” a deep male voice asks.

“Dom, I need you to put those stalking skills of yours to use and find someone for me,” Xavier explains.

“Who and why?” Dom replies.

“Danielle Hutchinson, an employee. She’s, ah, missing,” Xavier says.

“Fine, give me five.” The phone cuts off.

“Guess having your sister date a psychopathdoescome in handy.” Xavier laughs.

“Not funny. Lucy could do a lot fucking better,” I tell him.

“She could,” he agrees.

Five minutes later, the phone rings. “Xavier, how exactly do you know this girl?” Dom says in greeting. The guy isn’t one for pleasantries—that much is evident.

“Why? I told you. She’s an employee.”

“No reason. Couldn’t find her. Sorry, mate.” Dom cuts the call again.

“What the fuck was that about?” I ask Xavier.

“No idea.” He shrugs. “Have you tried contacting any of her friends?”

“If I knew where they lived or their numbers, I would. I’ve been to her apartment. She hasn’t been back there all week.”

His phone rings a second time. “Lucy?” he answers. Once again, I don’t hear what his sister says to him. Xavier nods his head and verbalizes his agreement before hanging up.

“What’d she say?” I ask.

“Dani’s at her friend Eloise’s house. Lucy’s going to go see her.”

“What’s the address? I’ll tag along.”

“You can’t,” Xavier says.

“Why the fuck not?”

“Because her friend lives with Gio De Bellis. Dani has been staying at their house.”

It clicks. I know the name. And I remember Dani saying something about Eloise having a new boyfriend. I don’t’ recall her mentioning who he was though. “I don’t give a fuck. I want my girlfriend back,” I yell louder than I need to in the enclosed space.

“Girlfriend? What happened tothis is just two consenting adults having fun?” Nathan asks with a raised brow.

“Shut up,” I tell him, my eyes dropping to my computer screen and my mind working overtime.

“Look, Lucy will call back after she stops in to see Dani. Just give her a few hours.”

“And why are we okay with Lucy visiting the De Bellis house?” I ask.

“She’s going with Dom. Do you really think that guy is going to let anyone touch a hair on my sister’s head? Please, he could be up against a whole army and my money would still be on him. When it comes to Lucy, the bastard’s unhinged,” Xavier says with a dismissive wave of his hand.

* * *

Two hoursand half a bottle of whiskey later, Xavier’s phone rings from its spot on the coffee table. “Lucy, is she okay?” I swipe up the device before Xavier can get to it.

“She’s fine, Alistair. And you didn’t hear this from me, because girl code and all, but she is heading over to her apartment now,” Lucy tells me.

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