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He doesn’t censor himself around me. He trusts me, and I honor that trust.
But whatever Balor is saying turns him rigid.
Is someone at home hurt? Oh, God, his ma…
When he hangs up, he takes a breath before looking at me.
“Now I know why the Borgias keep asking for a continuance.” Eoghan paces.
No one is hurt in his family. My stomach unclenches. “Why?”
“They have more of a sophisticated firewall network than I thought. But by someone who could trip up Balor. It took him all this time to figure out…”
“Eoghan, you’re scaring me?”
He braces me. “They’ve been firing lawyers to buy time while mercenaries kill your witnesses.”
CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
Eoghan
Ihire another plane to bring Jillian and me back to Vegas once her ma is settled in the rehab center and noticeably doing better.
My sparkles is stunned about the dead witnesses and will walk into walls if I don’t steer her correctly.
I don’t envy what she does.
At the airport, I grab my rental from long-term parking and drive right to her office.
Jillian doesn’t argue for me to bring her home first to change into one of her suits.
Fuck, she’s scared.
I’m not sure I give a fuck if Vance knows I’m banging his sister. To keep the focus on what I’m about to tell him, I say to Jillian, “Go inside without me. Give Daniel an update on your mother. I’ll call him in a few minutes to tell him I’m here. I’m telling him about the witnesses, not you. Got it?”
Jillian nods.
“I need you as far away from this case as you can be, sparkles. Scava killed three of their own accountants. He’s blowing through cash on expensive lawyers to stop their case from going to court.”
I have to be stronger if I’m going to keep her alive. She may very well be next.
“That won’t work forever,” she whispers, the fight in her voice struggling to survive.
I reach across her to pull on the door handle, so it pops open a few inches. “I can’t get out to open the door for you, sparkles. This is a one-time exception.”
Nodding again, she gets out.
I drive to the rear parking lot, where I call Daniel’s cell phone.
“How did you get this number?” he answers, gruffly.
“That’s the least of your worries, but I’m insulted that you think I can’t get your lousy cell phone number.”
“What do you want, O’Rourke? I’m in a meeting.”
“End it. I’m on my way to your office. Call down to your guards and leave a pass for me.”
“I said…” He stops and there’s rustling in the background. “Why is Jillian glaring at me?”
