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However, I wasn’t expecting him to outsource the work to Huxley.Why would he do that?

“You’re lying.”

That doesn’t make sense. Why would he tell Huxley to find someone he knows is dead? Elliot is dead. I just know it. No matter what contract he signed, he would have called me. He would have checked on me.

“He’s trying to keep me on his side,” I reason. “He must have a backup plan.”

Huxley walks over to me. He takes my face in his hands, and his eyes are filled with worry once again. “You’re connecting dots that aren’t even on the same page. None of this makes sense. You’ve had a stressful year, and now you’re looking after a baby and exhausted—“

I push his hands off me. “This is the first time in over a year I’m making sense. Everything is rightthere, but we were blinded by his security, money and charm. Xavier is not a good man.“ Tears brim in my eyes. “He killed Emery.” At the mention of her name, Elise coos in her sleep. I walk over to her and stroke her cheek.

He watches us with sadness overcoming him. “She died in an accident. Xavier was in the office, and Emery was drunk.”

“She wasn’t drunk,” I say with confidence.

“The toxicology report proved she was.”

I sit on the edge of the bed and look up at Huxley. “That’s how I know he was behind this. Emery was not drunk when the accident happened.”

“How do you know?”

I raise my brow as I play the move I’ve been holding onto since that day. “I saw her only an hour before she died, and she was more sober than a recovering alcoholic. She begged me to protect her baby. Right before she told me that Xavier was going to kill her.”

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Savannah

June2024

My phone buzzes repeatedly, no matter how much I ignore it.

Huxley looks up from his desk with a look of annoyance. “Answer it or turn it off.”

I slide my finger across the screen and bring the phone to my ear. “What?” I hiss to Mia.

“The wife is here and demanding to speak to you.”

My eyebrows pull together in confusion. Why is Emery calling me from Mia’s phone? Did the meeting with the lawyer go that badly?

“Okay. Give it to her.”

There are some muffled noises before Emery’s voice comes through. “There’s a café in Soho called Delilah’s Delights. Meet me there as soon as possible. You won’t tell anyone you’re meeting me, especially Xavier. Do not call or text me. Leave your phone at the office. You’re going to hang up and tell Ray you’re going to get his lunch. Don’t ask any questions. Just do it. You owe me for fucking my husband.”

She doesn’t allow me to ask any questions because she hangs up. I stare at my phone in confusion. What game is she playing? Is she finally going to exact her revenge and kill me?

“Who was that?”

“Mia,” I half-lie.

“What did she want? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

I’m about to become a ghost.

I stand up and grab my jacket. “Nothing. I’m pregnant and hungry. I’ll be back with your lunch.”

Huxley eyes me with suspicion but doesn’t ask any questions, occupied with his work.

I go to grab my phone before remembering her instructions. Getting out of here without Xavier asking questions is going to be hard. I peer into his office to see him in a meeting. I quickly hurry past him to the lifts, where I press the button continuously. Luckily, the doors open, and I escape before he spots or stops me.

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