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I want to argue, to demand answers right here, right now.But the moment we’re in the new car, the driver starts speaking, and my questions remain unasked.
“Greyson checked into a facility.The clean-up crew will be in her apartment soon.They’ll put all her belongings in storage.Brooklyn should be safe, but the boss thinks we should relocate her to a safe house or Seattle—if you’re on the case.”He clears his throat.“But before you return to work, he thinks you need to see a counselor.”
“Bradley knows?”San questions, his voice carrying a hint of a growl.“Fuck, what happened?”
“They believe that your little ballerina has a list of highly important names in her possession,” the guy explains.“Everyone’s hunting for whoever published that biography.I don’t believe they knew how to reach this person until they found Bill Hill.While probing him for information, they killed him.We probably have a four-hour window to locate them first.”
At a red light, the driver turns slightly in his seat to regard me, offering a half-smile.His gray eyes twinkle.“Aerin, darling, do me a favor.Tell your guy where to find that list.We don’t have much time to clean up this mess before it becomes a war.”
I’m not sure why the corner of my lip lifts when I recognize him.“Lang?”
He laughs softly.“It’s a pleasure to see you too.Especially in the land of the living.We have to go through that fucking book, revise it.Seriously, Jet and Hanford.”
“I take it that you read it too?”
“You mentioned that records indicated that Moses’s daughters died too,” Sanford takes my hand and kisses it, ignoring what Lang said.Then, he focuses on me.“The biography implied you committed suicide.”
A lump forms in my throat at his words.I close my eyes and murmur, “Enya did, but I had to make sure no one would think any of us were still around.”
His grip tightens on my hand.“But how have you been able to be under the radar since then?”
I can only shrug in response.The truth is, I didn’t even know I was supposed to be dead.The biography is true, but I weaved some fiction into it, hoping it would take the attention away from my guys—or me.
“When Aerin was placed into WITSEC, the boss made sure not to clump her with them.She was, but wasn’t.It was a favor to him—and us,” Lang responds as he continues driving.
“So Mason Bradley kept an eye on her?”San asks.
“He tried his best,” Lang answers.“She’s family.Plus, by the time she was in WITSEC, she was no longer a Carlton.”
Sanford grins.“There’s that too.”
“After her father and Enya died,” Lang continues, “the boss had his people hack into the system and mark the entire family as deceased.That way, no one would ever suspect their existence.”
I’m having trouble following their conversation, but I guess I should be thankful for them.Of course, I have to ask, “So, during my time at the hospital, they called me Evelyn.Was that because of this cover-up?”
“Ding, ding, ding,” Lang says just as Sanford lets out an exasperated groan.
Confusion etches my brow as I frown at him, concerned by his sudden change in demeanor.“What’s wrong?”
“You used that name in the biography, and I think they’ve connected the dots,” Sanford explains, his voice laced with worry.“Are there any pictures of her?”
“Not sure,” Lang replies, his uncertainty adding to the growing tension in the car.
Sanford’s fingers brush my knuckles.“You think that’s why they’re looking for her?”
“It’s not Aerin they want.They’re after the same thing as us, whoever had written the biography,” Lang explains.“They want the actual diary and looking for some fucking list of top criminals.”
“Where is it?”Sanford asks, looking at me with a gaze that no longer feels familiar.This is not my San.This man is a stranger.
Letting out a breath, I say, “Enya’s diary.”
“And where might that be?”
I point at my backpack.Then, I have to express my concern, “I don’t know why you’re involving yourself in this, but you shouldn’t.You have no idea how dangerous this can be.”
“Trust me,” he replies, his voice quiet but unwavering.
A bitter laugh escapes my lips, tinged with a mixture of fear and sorrow.“You read what Enya and those men did to Grey.I couldn’t live if something similar happened to you too.”
