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“It’s possible.”
“But you don’t believe they did.”
He shook his head. “No.”
“So I can see her, then. I can see my sister.”
He didn’t like the thought of that. One glance around the study and I saw none of them liked it.
Except for me.
“As soon as I can make sure it’s safe,” London answered.
I fixed my stare on him. “Then make it safe, London. Make it safe and make it soon. Because it sounds like my sister needs me…and I need her.”
THIRTY-SIX
London
“Any word from the Alpha team?” I murmured to Harper, tearing my gaze from the black and white image on the screen in front of me to the bank statement splayed out on the desk.
So much money. Hunting Hale was a slow damn death, bleeding me dry financially.
“None as yet, although tonight they found Konstance Lane’s premises empty and his prized Maserati gone. All of his bank accounts have been cleaned out. Three billion and change.”
“They’re all running.”
“They’re all running,” he confirmed. “All we need is one of them to lift their heads and we have them. I promise you, London. I will have them before they even know anyone is watching. I’ll track them back to Hale and we’ll have that bastard before he even knows what hit him.”
I closed my eyes. All I saw was that steel table and the cold, clammy skin of the body they’d pulled from the river. “He’s not dead, Harper. I know it in my gut, he’s not dead.”
“Then you keep listening to that and we’ll be there to do whatever it takes to find the bastard and bring him and this whole foul fucking Order to the ground.”
I’d never felt so thankful to have my friends and family. Never been so thankful to have them alive and breathing and under my roof. Silas Ares’ haunted eyes pushed into my mind. There were others out there not as lucky, others left trying to figure out how to pick up the pieces and move on. I didn’t want that. God, I didn’t want that.
An ache ripped across my chest. My senses sharpened, forcing me to open my eyes as a shadow spilled into the doorway. Then she was there, biting her lip, hovering like only Vivienne King could hover. Those big brown eyes wandered across the room before settling on me.
Fuck, she made me feel dangerous.
“Keep me updated,” I directed.
“Every damn step of the way.”
Then he was gone, leaving me sitting there with the phone against my damn ear, nervous as hell. I don’t get nervous, only around her. I slowly lowered the phone and waited. She walked in, those hips sashaying, and I was transfixed by the movement. Just wait until her belly was big and round and full with my—
“You don’t want us to meet, do you?”
I didn’t need to be psychic to know what was running through her mind. “No, I don’t.”
She didn’t flinch, just held my stare. Christ, she was tough now. So goddamn tough…and mesmerizing. I rose from my seat, fighting the urge to look at the black and white images from the gynecologist that had held me transfixed for the last two hours.
I rounded the desk and stopped in front of her. “If I could hide you away forever, then I would.” She crossed her arms, looking up at me as I brushed my fingers across her cheek. “If I could just have us...” I looked down at her stomach. “I would keep you hidden forever. Even if you hated me for it. Even if you…refused me. I would gladly accept that.”
“Why?” Her stare bored right through me. “Why go through all that?”
I scowled. “Why?” She still didn’t get it.
I lowered my head, my voice husky against her ear. “Because I’d do anything to keep you. I’ve killed for just the idea of you. I’ve strangled. I’ve stabbed. I’ve murdered men in their sleep and men staring into my eyes. I’ve ended men as they begged and as they’ve raged. And I’ve done it all because you and our children and my sons are my everything. You want to know why I don’t want you even in the same city as your sister, and I’ll tell you. The only thing Hale wants more than my head on a damn pike is Weylyn King. Hale not only wants to bring the man he once thought of as a mentor to his knees, he wants to destroy him and his bloodline, even if it’s a bloodline he created. He stole the man’s DNA just so he could create women he could use. You and Ryth are that bloodline, the only way Hale can get to King. The man has faked his own death, just so he can disappear. He’s never been more dangerous than he is right now. So, if it takes keeping you away from Ryth to protect you from Hale and The Order, then that’s what I’ll do…even if it…” I winced. “Even if it hurts you.”
