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“When do you absolutely have to go back to start the second project?” He stared out into the dark wooded area lining the fence. “I mean, now that there’s no money to handle.”

“I know what you’re going to ask.”

“Oh?” He pivoted to face me as he took a concentrated pull from his vice. “What’s that?”

“You’re going to ask me to take Amber with me to keep her away from him.”

Stubbing his cigarette out beneath his shoe, he met my gaze. “Actually, not even close.”

“Okay?”

“You proved yourself to be so much of an asset to me when we took out Roman and his guys. I was going to ask you to stay and help me with this. It’s going to get messy.” His voice trailed off at the end, almost as if he were processing the weight of his own statement.

“Why me though? Besides the fact I helped last time, I mean.”

“Yeah,” he tugged at the growing stubble on his jaw. “and she’s just your best friend. Imagine how much more powerful you’ll be when it’s the woman you’re in love with.”

“I’m an actor, Ian, not a gangster.”

Rolling his tongue over his bottom lip, he lifted his brows. “Someone I know really well once bragged that he also did his own stunts.”

Confused, I crossed my arms, pinning my cigarette between my teeth. “So?”

“I’m asking you to delay your project indefinitely because I have the role of a lifetime for you. But you’re not going to like it.”

Scowling, I narrowed my eyes. “If you’re planning to drag Amber into this—”

He lifted a hand.

“That hand raising shit might work on your minions, but I don’t work for you!” I raised my voice louder than I should've. “You’re not fucking dragging my girlfriend into your tangled web of crime bullshit. In fact, you can take this whole thing and shove it up your fucking ass because I willnotallow her to be in the middle!” I threw my cigarette on the ground, scuffing it out with the sole of my shoe as I continued, “You’re the one who got yourself involved in this mess. You involved Jenna! That’s fine. She can make her own fucking choices, but you willnotinvolve my woman!”

Ian’s gaze shifted behind me to the back door. Bracing myself, I slowly turned to see Luke and Tyler standing in the doorway. Luke was holding his phone in front of him. Their faces were painted with a mix of fury and worry.

Luke swallowed hard. “He knows.”

“What are you talking about?” Ian growled.

Without another word, Luke handed Ian his phone. Ian read the text aloud.

Meet me at your warehouse. You have thirty minutes or I’m coming to you and I know you have a bunch of innocent kids in that house right now. It sure would be a shame if something happened to them and their mothers.

A loud vibration came from Ian’s phone, and he dug it out of his pocket. Studying it for a second, he furrowed his brow. “He sent me the same thing.” Turning to me, he took a deep breath. “I’ll deal with you later.”

“Fuck that!” I huffed. “I’m going!”

Shaking his head, he laid his hand flat against my chest, harshly. “No, you’re staying, Hollywood. You were right. I caused this, but now I have to go handle it before—”

“I said I’m going!” Taking his wrist, I plucked it off my shirt, marching inside.

The women were huddled together in the kitchen, perplexed.

“Ian, what’s going on?” Jenna asked.

“Baby,” he sauntered to her, “everything is going to be fine.” He lifted his chin to the hallway.

We all filed down the corridor into Ian’s office. He placed the bug scrambler on his desk, then motioned for us to all move in tighter. Taking several steps closer to his desk, I wrapped my arm around Amber, holding her against my side. Ian backed away, approaching a large safe on the wall, pulling out a stack of money, two guns, and three burner phones.

He took Jenna’s hand in his. “I want you to take this phone and call Jake. Tell him you girls are on the way to him.” He closed her hand around it, then handed her a pistol. Turning to Mila, he gave her a second burner phone. “Mila, I want you to ride with her and take only your kids.”

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