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“There’s everything wrong with that, but don’t jump to conclusions yet. The hit might not have been about you.”

“What did you do?”

He laughed and raked his hand through his hair. “I followed my conscience for the first time in my life. That might not have been my finest hour, but it felt damn good. However, not good enough to put your life in danger. Not ever again.”

“We need to go to the wedding. Whoever is behind this mess will show himself.”

“You’re sure it’s a he?”

I couldn’t help but grin. “Actually, no, I’m not. Allow me do a little investigating for a change.”

He pinched my chin between his thumb and forefinger. “That’s fine but if you place yourself in danger, you’ll learn quite a bit more about my disciplinary skills. Now, come here. It’s time to get some sleep. Tomorrow you’ll talk to your father and put the final pieces in place to take a rightful spot within his company. However, you won’t be going alone and you won’t be taking your little black book. That needs to be kept safe. I also have another meeting that might shed some additional light on the person responsible.”

“What if I don’t want anything to do with my father’s company?”

He kissed my forehead. “That’s your decision to make. However, I will be overseeing your father’s company and he will retire. That’s part of our deal.”

“Our deal. How could I forget?”

“Sounds like you’re unhappy with it.”

“It’s not worth dying over.”

His exhale was one of frustration. “Understood.”

“What about my brother and sister?”

“That remains to be seen. Go to sleep. You don’t have anything to worry about.”

That’s where he was wrong. I had everything to worry about. I could feel it in my bones.

Shuddering from the sound of his throaty voice, I slid under the crook of his arm and just before he turned off the light on the nightstand, my gaze froze on his weapon.

This was the kind of nightmare that had no chance of a good ending, one that would strip away the closeness we’d shared.

Someone was going to die, only I had a feeling it might be the person I was holding onto. Then what would happen?

CHAPTER27

Kendrick

Mark had wanted to redeem himself. He’d told me that personally. I’d allowed it, which also wasn’t like me in the least.

Maybe I was getting way too soft in my old age. Hell, I was nearing forty-three. Not close enough to retire from a typical business, but I’d grown weary of the game that assassins played. Maybe the next ugly truth after accepting that I was falling in love with Suzannah was that I wanted to settle down.

I had a house in Kentucky I barely spent any time in. I’d crash there, taking a shower and grabbing coffee. That was about the extent of my stay. I might as well be sliding under the sheets inside a motel.

The meeting was going to be civilized. It was something I’d insisted on. This wasn’t about threatening the guy, merely having breakfast with a man who could provide answers.

As we walked down the sidewalk, I noticed Grayson had kept a smile on his face since he’d arrived at the villa.

“What the fuck is going on with you?” I finally barked as I confronted him.

“Maybe I should ask you the same thing,” Grayson retorted. “You’re not the same man I knew from a week ago. There’s only one possible reason why.”

“What do you mean?”

“You let Reno and his kid live. Hell, you gave the man two million dollars to skip town. He couldn’t stop thanking me, like I had something to do with your decision. Then you allowed Mark to keep walking without breaking his legs. Then I heard the guys talking about you fucking that woman of yours in the bathroom after she was attacked. I don’t know but I think you’re drinking the Kool-Aid.”

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