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“Damn straight. Just as long as your men let you go.”
I rub a hand over my face, and then I find my brightest, best smile. “They might not like it, but they won’t have a choice. We’ll get out, laugh, and then we’ll retire to a beach.”
Even to my ears, it sounds a little bit like I’m lying to myself.
Harry starts laughing. “You and me on a fucking beach? We joke about it, sure, but Lena, babe. Morocco, Monaco, somewhere we can have fun and disappear.”
“And make money.”
“Dang, girl, I never thought of that.”
“Sarcasm isn’t river water, you know.” I give her a small, loving shove. “Too much and you’ll get drunk.”
“Funny,” she says. “And if the hot men of your world try and stop you, I’ll cut them both.”
“Idiot.”
My phone starts to ring, and I turn it off. She raises a brow.
“It’s Jac,” I say.
“Invisible leash?”
“No, really, take your act on the road. You’re a natural stand up.”
She bats her baby blues. “I always fucking thought so.”
“I love you, Harry.” I give her a hug, and when she grumbles the words back, I squeeze hard. “I’m going to start looking into who has the earrings. But…I should go. I’ve been here too long this time.”
We say goodbye, and I leave, armed with some files she gives me.
The earrings are a good project. And—
I stop the moment, I step foot outside the store.
There’s a sleek black car, and I know it well. Jac’s.
But the man outside it is Hendrick’s man, Damon.
I frown. “What’s going on?”
“You turned off your phone, apparently.” He opens the door. As he does so, he undoes his jacket and the black handle of his gun in a holster shows. “Get in, please?”
I nod at the gun. “I’m not impressed.”
“Ms. Rossi? Mr. Miller and Mr. Agnossio are expecting you.”
I look him up and down. “Then they can come and get me.”
“Sorry, Ms. Rossi.” And that’s when a big shadow falls over me. It’s Carlos. He takes my arm, giving me no option but to get into the limo.
What the hell is going on? Both of them working together?
“Can you tell me where we’re going?” I snap.
Damon looks at me, hands me the cuff and bracelet I’d left with Jac. “Put them on, please.”
“Can—”
