Page 83 of His Wolf Protector


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“Fuck!” I muttered trying to figure out what to do.

My heart was thumping. Jimmy’s recording was our back up plan. If everything went to hell, he would hear and call in the cavalry, whatever good that would do. It was also a second option in case I couldn’t get a hold of the ledgers. I was supposed to pull Armand to where I knew a bug was planted and discuss business. Without the recording, not only did we have one shot at this, but if anything went wrong, we were on our own.

“Jimmy thinks Armand’s men put in something that can scramble a radio signal.”

“I’ve never even heard of such a thing,” I told him.

“Neither had I. But Jimmy says they exist. Who’s that?”

“Who?” I asked lost in thought.

“Up there?”

I turned to Dillon and followed his gaze. Looking behind me I saw a face in the second floor window. The person was staring down at us until they quickly pulled away. Counting the windows, I knew exactly who it was.

“Shit!” I said feeling my wolf become restless.

“Who was it?” Dillon asked scared.

“Eris. You need to get out of here fast.”

“What about the recording?”

“We won’t need it. I’ll get the ledgers and we’ll be fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. Go. And on the way out, retrieve as many of the bugs you’ve planted as you can. We don’t want anyone stumbling on something by mistake and blowing everything.”

“Okay.”

“And, Dillon, once you’re out of here, I want you as far from this place as possible. Make it somewhere where no one can find you, not even me.”

“Why?” He asked with fear in his eyes.

“Just do it. I’ll contact you as soon as I can. But if you don’t hear from me, I want you to disappear and not look back.”

“Remy?” He said terrified.

“Please, Dillon. I love you. And I need you to go.”

He stared at me not wanting to leave. I wanted to kiss him. It took everything in me not to, but I knew I couldn’t. Too many things had already gone wrong.

Letting Dillon go, he pulled his cap further down his forehead and snatched devices out of planters as he left. Was this the last image I would ever see of him? I couldn’t think about this now. The only important thing was that he got out of here safely.

Heading back inside and into the living room, I saw that Armand wasn’t the only person to arrive. Talking to him in an animated conversation was Lucien. I could only imagine what they were discussing. Needing to keep Armand distracted while Dillon escaped, I headed over.

“Your soon-to-be stepfather,” Lucien said with excitement as I approached.

“Yes, we’ve met. Lucien, this is Armand.” I turned to Armand. “Lucien is my cousin from the French side of my family.”

“And his best man,” Lucien added enthusiastically.

“The French side of your family?” Armand asked looking at Lucien knowingly. “I’ve heard things.”

“All good I hope,” Lucien replied. “Were you friends with Remy’s father?”

Armand looked at me and smiled. “We were respected colleagues,” he said smugly.

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