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“Pretty sure Luke has been assigned the job of babysitting us. Skylar is here too.”

I whistle. “Things must be pretty bad if Matteo didn’t trust her event security to keep her safe.”

“She canceled her show for tonight, so I would say that’s a fair assessment.”

Skylar has a residency at one of the Novak resorts, and to my knowledge, she’s never canceled a show. This is bad. What have they learned that they haven’t told us yet?

I take a bite of the sandwich, convincing myself I need the calories to stay strong for Owen and Tobias, but it’s hard to swallow, given this latest revelation, so I shove the plate aside. “Where is Skylar?”

“Downstairs. We were thinking of raiding the wine fridge and putting on a movie if you want to join us.”

“Thanks. I just want to check on Tobias and Owen first.”

Zara pats my arm. “Sure thing. And if you want to talk to Luke, he’s in his office downstairs. He’s worried about you.”

“I wouldn’t mind a Luke hug,” I say with a smile.

Zara leaves me alone, and I pick up my phone, checking for missed calls or messages. There’s nothing.

I call Owen, and he answers on the first ring.

“Is everything alright, love?”

Tears threaten to fall at the sound of his voice, but I hold them back. “As fine as they can be. Any word on Tobias?”

“Not yet. Still in surgery. Dr. Singh is at the hospital keeping me updated, though.”

The doctor is a member of our club, and a close ally of the four owners. I’m glad she’s there. I haven’t had the chance to call her and make an appointment like Owen asked me to.

“Are you OK?” I ask, my voice threatening to crack.

“I’m fine, sweetheart. Don’t worry about me. I’m with Victor and Matteo, and Bryce. We’re still hunting for information. With Tobias under the knife, we have to rely on retracing his steps with cameras and the GPS on his phone.”

I’m surprised that Bryce is with them. He’s fallen out of the inner circle in the past year since his sister Skylar came into Matteo’s life. Then again, he came to London to keep Owen from doing anything stupid at my wedding, so maybe he’s working his way back into Matteo’s good graces. It would probably be good for Skylar.

“Can I help?”

“You should rest.”

“I really want to help.”

He’s quiet for a moment, and I fear he’s going to tell me to take a nap again. I might lose it if he does. But he exhales loudly into the speaker. “Yeah, I’ve got something you can do. We’re still tracing a money trail, and you’re faster at interpreting spreadsheet data than I am. Ask Luke if you can use a computer, and I’ll send you everything I’ve got, including access to a searchable database I created.”

I’m already in the hallway, heading down the stairs by the time he finishes his sentence. “Thank you, Sir. I feel like I’m going crazy here.”

“I understand, love. Just hang in there. You’re my first call as soon as Tobias is out of surgery.”

“I love you,” I whisper.

“I love you, too.”

We hang up, and I go in search of Luke.

I find him sitting behind his desk, frowning at his screen.

“Everything alright, Master Luke?” I really only have to call him that when we’re in the club, but he’s special, so I use his title whenever it isn’t inappropriate.

He smiles up at me. “Hey there, little one. You’re looking better.”

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